These black foxes are bigger, stronger an' cunniner than red ones.

In every litter you'll find a dark one, the black sheep of the family.

Because he grows so much faster, an' steals all the food from the others, the mother jest takes him by the nape of the neck an' chucks him out in the world to shift fer hisself.

An' it's a good thing." The next day Wetzel told Joe they would go across country to seek new game fields.

Accordingly the two set out, and tramped industriously until evening.