CATCHING A FOX
When I was thirteen years old I was trying to catch fox. Everybody told me that I could not get fox and this made me more anxious to try him. I heard that our neighbors got foxes with a chaff set, so I took half a bushel of chaff and carried the chaff to the place where the set was to be made and then I scattered some meat scraps in the circle about a foot across and the second morning I went to see the set and the bait was gone and a lot of fox tracks around the set. This made me feel like Robinson Crusoe, so I took some more bait and brought it to the set and the next morning I went to see the set and the bait was gone again. I came home and told my parents that I was going to get some fox-traps from the fox-trapper who lived near us and I was promised, so I went to the trapper and he gave me four No. 2 traps and a little fox bait. I set the traps m a circle, covering them with chaff and the third morning I had Mr. Fox. I ran home as fast as I could; I was about 200 yards from the house when I saw my father, so I hollered as loud as I could that I caught Mr. Fox, so we went and killed him. We were skinning him about half a day and I was watching the hide all night. The next day I took the hide down to town and sold it for $5.50.
Baraga Co., Mich.
Fur, News. Fur News, January 1916.
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