HARRY WRIGHT CAUGHT IN A TRAP. I 1 3 



"I mean," said I, " That pocketful of 

 pheasant's eggs you took from that clump of 

 briars up yonder." And before he knew what 

 I was up to, I struck his pockets with the flat of 

 my hand, and smash went the rotten eggs !' 

 At this he began cursing and swearing, but I 

 merely remarked : "Good morning, Harry.'* 

 Then, turning to the other two, I observed : 

 " You won't be so fast to laugh at John Wilkins 

 another time, perhaps." 



Thereupon I left them, I indulging in a little 

 mirth on my own account, but you should have 

 seen the change that came over their 

 countenances ! They had been chuckling to 

 think how nicely Harry was smoothing me 

 down, when they suddenly discovered that I 

 had seen him take the eggs, and saw me 

 convict him before their very eyes. I went 

 home, and told father that I had caught Harry 

 Wright taking a pheasant's nest in Odd's Wood,, 

 when he said : 



" Odd's Wood ? why I didn't think there was, 

 such a thing as a pheasant's nest there." 



" No, father," said I. " I daresay not but it' a 



