THE TRAPPING OF WOLVERINE 135 



&quot; What a splendid cache,&quot; cried Lynx, admir 

 ingly ; &quot; nobody but Squirrel could climb that 

 pole.&quot; 



&quot; But they might knock it down,&quot; declared 

 Carcajou. &quot; I have a notion to try.&quot; 



&quot; Better leave it alone,&quot; advised Pisew. &quot; If 

 it s Fran9ois, there s something wrong.&quot; 



&quot; Carcajou does n t take advice from a cotton- 

 headed Cat,&quot; sneered the other. &quot; Easy Killing ! 

 but I m going up to see what it s like. I know 

 that stump it s hollow ; there is no chance for 

 a Trap there.&quot; It was about three feet high. 

 Wolverine made a running jump, grabbing the 

 top edge to pull himself up ; as he did so some 

 thing snapped. A howl of enraged surprise came 

 from the little animal as he dangled with hind 

 toes just touching the ground, and his fore-paws 

 in a steel Trap which he had pulled over the side. 

 The cunning Breed had blocked up his Trap on 

 the inside of the hollow shell, where it was invisi 

 ble from the ground. 



&quot; For the Sake of Security ! don t make such 

 a noise,&quot; pleaded Pisew. 



&quot; Fool-talker ! &quot; retorted Carcajou ; &quot; come and 

 help me out of this fix.&quot; 



&quot; I can t open the Trap,&quot; objected Lynx ; 

 &quot; why, it would take the strength of Muskwa to 

 flatten its springs.&quot; 



