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his traps into the swift running waters of the lower 

 Bear River and back to Montana he went ; but six 

 months of civilization were enough for this man of the 

 woods, mountains, and lakes, and back he came to his 

 traps and stretching frames. 



He lifted his traps from the bottom of the river, 

 joyfully went the rounds of his trapping lines, setting 

 the traps as he went, and now he will be a " child of 

 Nature " until an all- wise Providence calls him to his 

 own last cache, which in all probability neither graven 

 stone nor wooden sign will mark. 



