CHAPTER II 
THE LITTLE TRAPPER 
Edwy had been called “The Little Trap- 
per.’’ He had read every book he could find 
about animals. After reading some of them, 
he would be the “warrior bold”; would long 
to be old enough to shoot and slay and pur- 
sue big game through the forest spaces, but 
bless his heart, he hadn’t the least idea that 
there was any tragedy in it. He had made 
box-traps with his own hands, but in such a 
way, however, that it would hardly frighten 
the little creatures to be caught, for he would 
only keep the little prisoners an hour, or a 
minute perhaps, feed them, and let them go 
free. 
One day he had fonnd in his trap a pretty 
brown-eyed musk-rat, and the creature found 
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