Wild Kindred
[Illustration: (snowy egret chick)]
[Frontispiece: THIS WAS A LUCKY NIGHT FOR PETER, AND HE MANAGED TO
SAVE HIS GREY PELT. (_Frontispiece_)]
[Illustration: Title page]
Wild Kindred
Jean M. Thompson
The Illustrations
by Warwick Reynolds
& Charles Copeland
Jonathan Cape
Eleven Gower Street, London
First Published, 1922
All Rights Reserved
Contents
CHAP.
I. The Narrow Escape of Velvet Wings
II. How Lhoks went back to the Forest
III. The Trials of Peter Possum
IV. The Minnow Twins
V. How Porcupine Ridge was Settled
VI. Methuselah, the Tyrant of Black Pond
VII. Mahug, the Champion Diver
VIII. Fierce Star Nose, and Burrower
IX. The Loyalty of Silver Wing, the Gull
X. How Kos-Ko-Menos, the Kingfisher, won his Belt
XI. The Wit of Clown-face, the Badger
XII. The Sugar Camp on Lone Mountain
XIII. The Peril of the Snowy Egrets
XIV. Mogul, last Buffalo of the Herd
XV. The Last Panther on Cushman Range
XVI. Nemox, the Crafty Robber of the Marshes
List of Illustrations
"This was a lucky night for Peter, and he managed to save his grey
pelt" (_Frontispiece_)
"Suddenly the ball unrolled itself, and an ugly blunt snout appeared"
"Spitting, snarling, yelling ... it charged upon the porcupines"
"Down like an avalanche he came, snatching the mink in his beak"
"He rose from the great wave, bearing aloft a glistening herring"
"Out popped the funny painted face of the badger"
"On his way to the nest, with a pouch full of fish"
"The panther crouched at the foot of the ladder ... making up its
mind to climb"
Wild Kindred
CHAPTER I
THE NARROW ESCAPE OF VELVET WINGS
"Whir, whir, whir," sounded the swish of many silken wings. The
swallows had arrived from the South; thousands of them there were,
long winged and dusky brown, with faintly russet breasts. So full of
joyous bustle they were over their arrival, "cheep, cheep, cheeping,"
making a great clamour as they separated into colonies, seeking a
home for the summer. The old red barn seemed to invite them; in
fact, two colonies had a regular pitched battle over its possession,
until at last the stronger band drove away the weaker, and took
possession of the coveted spot. They swarmed into the old barn
through small windows high in its peak, chattering together as they
selected building sites. So great a clamour did the swallows make in
the silence of the dim, old barn that they disturbed and finally
awakened many who had not aroused themselves from their winter's
torpor and sleep.
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