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Bill apologized for the little trick. Said he would never do 

 anything of the kind again. He never did. A good reason being 

 that another opportunity never occurred. But later I will tell how 

 I got the laugh on Bill. The next morning Bill took the saddles 

 of the bear to Emporium and sold the meat, but he said that bear 

 meat was not at a premium in Emporium. I think he got about 

 $6.00 out of the saddles. While Bill was gone to Emporium I took 

 two bear traps and went on to a ridge where I thought would be 

 the most likely place to* catch a bear, as there was considerable 

 beach timber on that ridge in places. Beach nuts last long after 

 chestnuts are gone, and bear would be likely to work in this timber. 

 As we had not got all of our small traps out yet, Bill said that if I 

 would finish setting the rest of the small traps, he would put in the 

 most of his time hunting deer, as the leaves were now pretty well 

 off from the undergrowth, so that the woods were now quite open. 

 This I agreed to, as I knew Bill to be a good deer hunter,- while 

 I was a little skeptical as to some of his trapping methods. 



Well, as the busy season was with us now, it was an early 

 breakfast and a late supper day after day. Yet we were able to 

 keep up the pace from the natural stimulating desire for sport, 

 being anxious to know what the results of the next day would be. 

 We were having the usual success of the average hunter and 

 trapper who, as Bill said, if willing to get a move on, our supply 

 of meat and game was never lacking, for I always shot at small 

 game when hunting deer. Bill said that he did not like to come 

 into camp empty handed, so he would shoot a grouse or a squirrel 

 whenever a chance occurred. We had no snow up to this time, so 

 that deer hunting was a little dull, and Bill said that he would 

 take a line of traps, either on Baley Run or on the Conley, as I 

 liked. I said, take your choice, Bill, so he said he would go to 

 Conley Run, which was a little farther from camp than the Baley 

 Run, and one or two more bear traps than on Baley Run. 



I found a coon or two, and I think I got a fox and one marten, 

 but no mink or other furs. I found that a bear had been to one 

 trap and torn down the bait pen and taken the bait, but left the trap 

 unsprung. I knew that he would cut the same trick again, if I set 

 the trap there, so I bent over a small sapling and hung the carcass 



