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to drag the Coyote out of the box into which 

 she had retreated. After some more delightful 

 thrills of excitement and struggle he got his lasso 

 on Tito's body, and, helped by a younger bro- 

 ther, a most promising pupil, he succeeded in 

 setting the Coyote free from the trap before the 

 grown-ups had discovered his amusement. One 

 or two experiences like this taught her a mortal 

 terror of traps. She soon learned the smell of 

 the steel, and could detect and avoid it, no 

 matter how cleverly Master Lincoln might bury 

 it in the dust, while the younger brother screened 

 the operation from the intended victim by hold- 

 ing his coat over the door of Tito's kennel. 



One day the fastening of her chain gave way, 

 and Tito went off in an uncertain fashion, trail- 

 ing her chain behind her. But she was seen by 

 one of the men, who fired a charge of bird-shot 

 at her. The burning, stinging, and surprise of 

 it all caused her to retreat to the one place she 

 knew, her own kennel. The chain was fastened 

 again, and Tito added to her ideas this, a hor- 

 ror of guns and the smell of gunpowder ; and 

 this also, that the one safety from them is to 

 " lay low." 



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