WELLS, LEE E. Murder rides the wildcat.

I doan't like dem owls a-whoopin' dar in de big timber: an' I sure reckons dar might be bars an' wildcats a-snoopin'

One morning, in May, McKinley, the teacher, was sitting alone at his desk, busily engaged in writing, when, hearing a slight noise at the door, he turned and beheld an enormous wildcat, with her fore feet upon the step, her tail curled over her back, her bristles erect, and her eyes glaring rapidly about the room, as if in search of a mouse.

First had come the wildcat, and then the wild man.

I come to the narrow place where the cliffs almost touch, and right off the wall above me drops a wildcat.

I told her, that I had seen the wildcat that had wounded Pepper, and that I was trying to hunt it out of the bushes.