Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 186
r around thetree. This he did to find where the trap wasburied—and then he began to scratch. Verycarefully he reached nearer and nearer to thesmell of iron until he was sure he knew whereit was. Then he turned his back and beganto kick small rocks and sticks and dirt atit. Chuck! went the great… … the man had put out all the fresh birds and thesweet odors! But he would never catch old Sil-ver-gray—not while his nose couldsmell iron and his feet scratch rocks!And once again Silver-gray curledhis whiskers back in a foxy laugh, forhe thought he knew all about traps.When Old Man Ransome cameto…
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