One dark night the dog treed an animal which he could not see; so he cut down the tree, and immediately Penny jumped in and grabbed the beast.

The man sung out "Hold on, Penny," seeing that the dog had seized some large, wild animal; the next moment the brute knocked the dog endways, and at the same instant the man split open its head with the axe.

Great was his astonishment, and greater still the astonishment of the neighbors next day when it was found that he had actually killed a cougar.

These great cats often take to trees in a perfectly foolish manner.

My friend, the hunter Woody, in all his thirty years' experience in the wilds never killed but one cougar.