. My strange rescue, and other stories of sport and adventure in Canada. Steeltrap to watch the door, he examined the trapall round, and satisfied himself that there was no other wayfor the fox to get out. Then he made up his mind howto act. Ha, ha, my black beauty ! Youre not going to getoff so easily as that, he said. And, kneeling down, heslipped oflf his snow-shoes and stood in his moccasined , leaning his gun against the wall of the trap (which,I might explain, is built like a tiny log hut, having a heavylog suspended from the roof in such a way that on a bearattemp
. My strange rescue, and other stories of sport and adventure in Canada. Steeltrap to watch the door, he examined the trapall round, and satisfied himself that there was no other wayfor the fox to get out. Then he made up his mind howto act. Ha, ha, my black beauty ! Youre not going to getoff so easily as that, he said. And, kneeling down, heslipped oflf his snow-shoes and stood in his moccasined , leaning his gun against the wall of the trap (which,I might explain, is built like a tiny log hut, having a heavylog suspended from the roof in such a way that on a bearattempting to enter it falls upon his back and makes him A BLESSING IN STERN DISGUISE. 31 a prisoner). Bruno took his hatchet from his belt andproceeded to crawl into the trap, carefully avoiding thecentral stick which held up the loose log. It was verydark, but he could see the bright eyes of the fox as itcrouched in the far corner. Holding his hatchet ready fora blow he approached the fox, and was just about to strikewhen, with a sudden desperate dart, it sprang past him. BEUNO STRUCK WITH ALL HIS MIGHT AT HIS LEG. toward the door. With an exclamation of anger Brunoturned to follow it, and in his hasty movement brushedagainst the supporting-post. The mischief was done. In an instant the heavy logfell, and, although by a quick dodge to the left Bruno savedhis shoulder, the ponderous thing descended upon his thigh,and, rolling down, pinned his right foot to the ground asfirmly as if he had been the bear it was intended to capture. 32 A BLESSING IN STERN DISGUISE. Here, indeed, was ca perilous situation for poor upon his back, with a huge log across his ankle,* whatwas he to do ? Sitting up he strove with all his might topush the log off, but he might as well have tried to movea mountain. He was fastened down beyond all hope ofrelease without outside help. But what hope was there of outside help ? No oneknew where he was, for he had not said anything to hismother when setti
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