ill
whistles. "That will call Zab back. It won't do for us to go fooling
round on that swamp. It's full of holes, six to eight feet deep, that
they call beaver holes. I don't know why; perhaps the beaver made them
when they were here. If you get into one of them, it's all up with you,
and the snow covers everything up so smooth that we can't tell where
they are. That fox don't live here anyway, and is making straight for
home, and he may live ten miles off.

"There's a nice spring of water in the side of Listening Hill. We'd
better go over to it and have something to eat, and then we can start
out again."

We went to the spring and had a good drink. Then we took out the food
that our mothers had put up for us. We munched away, and before long Zab
came back.

"I wonder where those other fool dogs are," said Davy.

"Oh, they're all right. They'll come to Dog Lane to-night all b-beat
out, and they'll let me alone for a week."

"I tell you what it is," said Davy. "We ought never to have gone on that
trail. We ought to have gone to Bear's Hill, just as we started to.
There's always some foxes at Bear's Hill that live there, and don't want
to leave home. Let's go after them."

After we had eaten our fill we threw the rest of our food on the snow,
and Zab gulped it down in no time and had a contented look, probably
thinking of those other dogs with their empty bellies.

We started off for Bear's Hill, and Davy said: "This is a different kind
of a place. Foxes that you find here belong here."

[Sidenote: THE FOX HUNT]

We came on a fox track, and Zab started off on it, and we after him.
First we went along one side of the hill, then over it, and we had to
take off our rackets again. Then along the foot of the hill, and Davy
said: "He lives here. We'll get him. Pull off your frock, Ben." And he
began to pull off his.

"Now, Amos, you go up that lane till you come to a gap in the hill. A
stone wall crosses it, and almost always when you hunt round this hill,
the fox comes down that gully to the stone wall. Get behind a bush near
the wall; and you'll see the fox come down the hollow to it. And he will
put his fore paws up on the wall, and wait a moment to hark for the dog.
When he does that, you give it to him. Take our frocks, and if you feel
cold, put one of them on. Wait there, and keep your eyes and ears open."

Amos went up the lane, and we followed Zab. At last he seemed to be
coming somewhat toward us.

"Let