“I wouldn’t say that,” Papa said. “I don’t think your grandpa deliberately lied to you.
Besides, I’ve heard of coons being caught that way.”
Well, I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong,” I said. “I’ve done everything exactly as he said, and I haven’t caught one yet.”
“I still think it’s that scent,” Papa said.
“You know, someone told me, or I read it somewhere, that it takes about a week for scent to die away.
How long has it been since you made those traps?” “It’s been over a week,” I said.
“Well, the way I figure, it’s about time for you to catch one. Yes, sir, I wouldn’t be surprised if you came in with one any day now.”
After Papa had left the room I lay thinking of what he had said. “Any day now.”
I got up and hurried into my clothes. As soon as I was finished with breakfast, I called my pups and lit out for the river.
The first trap was empty. So was the second one. That old feeling of doubt came over me again.
I thought, “It’s no use. I’ll never catch one and I so need the skin to train my pups.”
On the way to my third trap I had to walk through a thick stand of wild cane.
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