Animal Heroes

"Dead?" he gasped. "Who's dead--where are you? Thor?" Then, "Who is it? Loo? Margat?" "Corney--Corney," came feebly from the bunk. "They're in there. They're awful sick. We have nothing to eat." "Oh, what a fool I be!" said Corney again and again. "I made sure ye'd go to Ellerton's and get all ye wanted." "We had no chance, Corney; we were all three brought down at once, right after you left. Then the Lynx came and cleared up the Hens, and all in the house, too." "Well, ye got even with her," and Corney pointed to the trail of blood across the mud floor and out under the logs. Good food, nursing, and medicine restored them all. A month or two later, when the women wanted a new leaching-barrel, Thor said: "I know where there is a hollow basswood as big as a hogshead." He and Corney went to the place, and when they cut off what they needed, they found in the far end of it the dried-up bodies of two little Lynxes with that of the mother, and in the side of the old one was the head of a fish-spear broken from the handle.