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to bed; but they never knew why, nor would he tell them. A heavy fall of snow took place, and Humphrey was more out than ever. At last, about a week after the snow had laid on the ground, one morning he came in with a hare and rabbit in his hand, and said,
"Edward, I have caught something larger than a hare or a rabbit, and you must come and help me, and we must take our guns. Jacob, I suppose your rheumatism is too bad to let you come too?"
"No; I think I can manage. It's the damp that hurts me so much. This frosty air will do me good perhaps. I have been much better since the snow fell. Now, then, let us see what you have caught."
"You will have to walk two miles," said Humphrey, as they went out.
"I can manage it, Humphrey, so lead the way."
Humphrey went on till they came close to a clump of large trees, and then brought them to a pitfall which he had dug, about six feet wide and eight feet long, and nine feet deep.
"There's my large trap," said Humphrey, "and see what I have caught in it."
They looked down into the pit and perceived a young bull in it. Smoker, who was with them, began to bark furiously at it.
"Now, what are we to do? I don't think it is hurt. Can we get it out?" said Humphrey.
"No, not very well. If it was a calf, we might, but it is too heavy, and if we were to get it out alive, we must kill it afterwards, so we had better shoot it at once."
"So I think," replied Humphrey.
"But how did you catch him?" said Edward.
"I read of it in the same book I did about the traps for hares," replied Humphrey. "I dug out the pit and covered it with brambles, and then put snow at the top. This is the thicket that the herd comes to chiefly in winter time; it is large and dry,
