Well, boys, I was once a trapper twenty-two years ago down in Arkansas. I was going to my traps one morning, on January 25, when I saw a tall stump standing about fifty yards off. I saw it was scratched up and I walked down and struck a match and fired it and stepped back about thirty-five to fifty feet and looked up and saw a racoon stick his head out at the top and I raised my gun and shot. I did not know at the time that I killed the coon and I looked up and saw his head at the same place. I let drive again and looked and saw his head again. I shot twenty four times, I thought, at the same 'coon. The twenty-fourth shot I saw that the 'coon came tumbling to the ground. I went to pick up my 'coon and. Behold, there lay twenty-four large 'coons. I took a seat on the ground and with my knife took their hides off, stuffed the hides in my hunting sack and went on my way to my traps and the first trap I came to had a fine red fox. Well, 1 went on and the next one had a fine gray fox, so I went on to the eighth and got a fine black skunk, and I went on to the fifteenth and had a fine large mink. By this time I had five miles to go, and, boys, you bet I had a load, but money in the pocket for me.
As I turned to go home I happened to think of a squirrel pen I had built a few days before out of planks and cut a hole in the center of the trap. It was just big enough for a squirrel to go in and no bigger, and when I got there were three of the biggest 'coons in that pen I ever saw in all of my hunting. I went on the way home and a bobcat sprung from a tall oak on my head, and we had a combat, but I whipped him and got his hide. Two bags by this time and I was getting tired.
H. M. Dodd.
Lawrence County, Tennessee.
Fur, News. Fur News, January 1916.
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