for a dozen rods, he secreted himself in the bushes. Then Fluffy went boldly into the open, but so far away from the turkeys that she did not scare them. They saw her but she made no move to steal upon them. Instead she walked very leisurely towards them, occasionally stopping and sitting down upon her haunches and watching them in a very disinterested manner.
The turkeys simply moved away when she came too near, and in this way they were driven close to the clump of brush where the hunter lay concealed. Finally a young gobbler came close enough. Redcoat waited until his back was towards him, then he sprang. It was a sure thing, and that day the fox family dined on turkey, while the Mason family that night made the count one turkey short. They never knew where the missing turkey went, and Redcoat was clever enough not to repeat the experiment. It was too near the house, and too risky hunting.
One moonlight night in midsummer when the pups were nearly half grown, Redcoat
