From another one of the best magazine articles ever written, Tom Wolfe's 1965 Junior Johnson piece, "The Last American Hero," from Esquire:
Kids keep coming up for Junior's autograph and others are just hanging around and one little boy comes up, he is about thirteen, and Junior says: "This boy here goes coon hunting with me."
One of the sportswriters is standing around, saying: "What do you shoot a coon with?"
"Don't shoot 'em. The dogs tree 'em and then you flush 'em out and the dogs fight 'em."
"Flush 'em out?"
"Yeah. This boy right here can flush 'em out better than anybody you ever did see. You go out at night with the dogs, and soon as they get the scent, they start barking. They go on out ahead of you and when they tree a coon, you can tell it, by the way they sound. They all start baying up at that coon -- h'it sounds like, I don't know, you hear it once and you not likely to forget it. Then you send a little old boy up to flush him out and he jumps down and the dogs fight him."
"How does a boy flush him out?"
"Aw, he just climbs up there to the limb he's on and starts shaking h'it and the coon'll jump."
"What happens if the coon decides he'd rather come back after the boy instead of jumping down to a bunch of dogs?"
"He won't do that. A coon's afraid of a person, but he can kill a dog. A coon can take any dog you set against him if they's just the two of them fighting. The coon jumps down on the ground and he rolls right over on his back with his feet up, and he's got claws about like this. All he has to do is get a dog once in the throat or in the belly, and he can kill him, cut him wide open just like you took a knife and did it. Won't any dog even fight a coon except a coon dog."
"What kind of dogs are they?"
"Coon dogs, I guess. Black and tans they call 'em sometimes. They's bred for it. If his mammy and pappy wasn't coon dogs, he ain't likely to be one either. After you got one, you got to train him. You trap a coon, live, and then you put him in a pen and tie him to a post with a rope on him and then you put your dog in there and he has to fight him. Sometimes you get a dog just don't have any fight in him and he ain't no good to you."
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