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scratched around it until he had disclosed the 

 trap, the chain, and the log, then left them 

 wholly exposed to view with the trap still un- 

 sprung, and passing on he treated over a dozen 

 traps in the same fashion. Very soon I noticed 

 that he stopped and turned aside as soon as he 

 detected suspicious signs on the trail, and a new 

 plan to outwit him at once suggested itself. I 

 set the traps in the form of an H ; that is, with 

 a row of traps on each side of the trail, and 

 one on the trail for the cross-bar of the H. Be- 

 fore long, I had an opportunity to count an- 

 other failure. Lobo came trotting along the 

 trail, and was fairly between the parallel lines 

 before he detected the single trap in the trail, 

 but he stopped in time, and why and how he 

 knew enough I cannot tell; the Angel of the 

 wild things must have been with him, but with- 

 out turning an inch to the right or left, he 

 slowly and cautiously backed on his own tracks^ 

 putting each paw exactly in its old track until 

 he was off the dangerous ground. Then return, 

 ing at one side he scratched clods and stones 

 with his hind feet till he had sprung every trap. 

 This he did on many other occasions, and al- 

 though I varied my methods and redoubled my 

 precautions, he was never deceived, his sagac- 

 ity seemed never at fault, and he might have 



