Black fox

Definition and stakes

Agnes C. Laut,  The Story of the Trapper

“ The chances are that the trapper will see the black fox himself almost as soon as he sees his tracks; for the sheeny coat that is black fox's beauty betrays him above the snow. Bushy tail standing straight out, every black hair bristling erect with life, the white tail-tip flaunting a defiance, head up, ears alert, fore feet cleaving the air with the swift ease of some airy bird—on he comes, jump—jump—jump—more of a leap than a lope, galloping like a wolf, altogether different from the skulking run of little foxes, openly exulting in his beauty and his strength and his speed! ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Robert W. Service Robert W. Service,  The Ballad of the Black Fox Skin

“ The fruit of sin, this black fox skin that had made their lives a hell.
She slipped away as still he lay, she clutched the wondrous fur;
Her pulses beat, her foot was fleet, her fear was as a spur;
She laughed with glee, she did not see him rise and follow her.
The bluffs uprear and grimly peer far over Dawson town;
They see its lights a blaze o’ nights and harshly they look down;
They mock the plan and plot of man with grim, ironic frown.
The trail was steep; ’twas at the time when swiftly sinks the snow
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Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Edison Marshall Edison Marshall,  The Black Fox (1915)

“ SKULKING, boldly hunting, killing, hiding, sleeping, and rising to skulk and hunt and kill again, Morgan, the black fox, was living out his wild life. That night, while Hargraves the trapper stood in his cabin doorway, in the snow-swept north, he was in the zenith of his power and beauty.
The room behind Hargraves was warm from the noisy fire; there were thick blankets and tobacco and grub and "hooch"—everything that a man needs in the north. Before him lay the wilds, in all their ruggedness and cruelty; brilliant with their snows; awful in their heavy, brooding silence
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Source: Wikisource

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