“One night when we were out ’coon huntin’ the dogs ran a skunk in the wall. So and so pulled him out by the tail, holding him up with one hand, while he threw rocks at him with the other. Unluckily while feeling for a stone he lowered Mr. Skunk so that he got his front feet on the Quicker’n lightning, before he thought, he got soaked fair right in his eye. He just rolled on the ground; it near blinded him.” The nature fakirs often misuse the skunk, speaking of him as though his terrible odor were always present, in being one of his external fixtures. In truth there is no neater or cleaner animal than a skunk or one with lest odor. Those who have very often dug out skunks in the winter time say that their dens even when occupied all winter by five or six skunks, is odorless, dry and clean.—Forest and Stream.
From— The Mahoning Dispatch. (Canfield, Mahoning County, Ohio), 20 May 1910. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.
