As it lifted its suspicious head towards them they could see that its thin lips, too short to cover its white teeth, were curled in a perpetual sneer.
"Here, doggie!" said Clarence excitedly.

"Good dog! Come." Susy burst into a triumphant laugh.

"Et tain't no dog, silly; it's er coyote." Clarence blushed.

It wasn't the first time the pioneer's daughter had shown her superior knowledge.

He said quickly, to hide his discomfiture, "I'll ketch him, any way; he's nothin' mor'n a ki yi." "Ye can't, tho," said Susy, shaking her sun-bonnet.