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Title: Two little savages : being the adventures of two boys who lived as Indians and what they learned. With over three hundred drawings
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Seton, Ernest Thompson, 1860-1946
Subjects: Indians of North America
Publisher: Garden City, N.Y. : Doubleday, Page
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ray backward,drenching her own young as they huddled in thetrail. Tooth and claw and deadly grip—the old Catraged and tore, the black fur flew in every direction,and the Skunk for once lost her head and firedrandom shots of choking spray that drenched herselfas well as the Cat. The Skunks head and neckwere terribly torn. The air was suffocating withthe poisonous musk. The Skunk was desperatelywounded and threw herself backward into the water.Blinded and choking, though scarcely bleeding, theold Cat would have followed even there, but theKitten, wedged under the log, mewed piteously andstayed the mothers fury. She dragged it out un-unharmed but drenched with musk and carried itquickly to the den in the hollow log, then came outagain and stood erect, blinking her blazing eyes—forthey were burning with the spray—lashing her tail,the image of a Tigress eager to fight either part orall the world for the little ones she nursed. But theold Skunk had had more than enough. She scram- 332
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The old Cat raged and tore The Cat and the Skunk bled off down the canon. Her three young ones hadtumbled over each other to get out of the way whenthey got that first accidental charge of their mothersbattery. She waddled away, leaving a trail of bloodand smell, and they waddled after, leaving an odourjust as strong. Yan was thrilled by the desperate nghc of theheroic old Cat. Her whole race went up higher inhis esteem that day; and the fact that the houseCat really could take to the woods and there maintainherself by hunting was all that was needed to giveher a place in his list of animal heroes. Pussy walked uneasily up and down the log, fromthe hole where the Kittens were to the end over-looking the canon. She blinked very hard and wasevidently suffering severely, but Yan knew quitewell that there was no animal on earth big enoughor strong enough to frighten that Cat from her postat the door of her home. There is no courage moreindomitable than that of a mother Cat who is guarding

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