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‘Bobby Coon isn't a coward. No, sir. he isnt a coward. There isn't i a FOWQYIUY 1181i‘ in his WIIOIE coat. With one pa\v held fast in the merciless jaws o! a steel trap. unable to move about, he ‘stilt had ilhe vourage to dare Flip the Ter- Tlfl‘ to fight. Flip was quite con. ten‘. to merely bark the threats he ivas afraid to carry out, Now Flip was quiet for he had become ‘.1 prisoner also; he had been tied Jo a tree by his master and told to keep still.

Bobby had been equally ready to light the two-legged giant who had found him. and with a stick

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have in more nearer. His hands would be ‘within a few inches of those sharp teeth. within easy reach. lt took courage, a lot o1 it, and it took iaith, a lo!» o! it. to go ahead. It took no less courage and no less taith on Bobby Coon’s part to allow this giant to come so close with no attempt to keep him away.

Slowly the spring yielded to the pressure of two hands. The tricked laws opened little by little. At once Bobby Ciititi began to co- operate, Sloiiti. gently he pulled as the trap opened until at last. the paw was free. He backed a little then stopped to lick the hurt paw. As he did this he looked up in the fare of Farmer Brown's boy with rt look that could not be mistaken. It said as plainly as spoken words. "Thank you."

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had poked around him. uncovering him. He growled his ugliest growls. and showed his teeth, and Sllﬂllbed at that stick. He was afraid, terribly afraid. but to have seen him you wouldn't have iiiessetl it. He W85 ready to fight for his life and would if this giant would some near enough. You see ha didn't know Farmer Brown's boy. For a few minutes Farmer Brown's boy stood studying the =ituation all the time talking in a low, pleasant soothing tone to Bobby Coon. ‘ "It I could get a stick between those Jaws and force them open a little way he might he able to .pull that leg out." thought Farmer Brown's boy. H,» got a stic‘: and tried this, tBobby Coon tllnched and tried to pull back. He growled. All the time Farmer Brown's boy talked "Poor Bobby Coon" said he "You certainly are in trouble the very ivors kind of trouble. I'm trying to help you. but, o! course, you won't know that. I hate these traps as much as you folks in tur ~lo. Those who use them are Heartless. I don't care who they are, they have no hearts at all. No, sir, they have no hearts."

The stick broke. Farmer Brown's hoy got another and tried again. The same thing happened. it happened twice more. All the time he kept on talking. Bobby Coon had stopped growling. ‘He never once took his eyes from the face of Farmer Brown's boy. He must have seen sympathy end kindness and mercy there. and understood what he saw. Though he couldn't understand the words he must have understood the meaning of that gentle voice. The hate and anger and iierceness faded from his own eyes and were replaced with wonder and the be- ginning oi understanding and hope. He stopped growling. He stopped pulling away. He watched ‘every move that Farmer Brown's boy made. Now he was watching with hope instead of tear. t it. became clear that that trap could not be opened with sticks. "There is only one way to do it and that is with my hand." said Farmer Brown's boy. "1 wonder if Bobby will let me. He is a big tel- low as Coons go, and those teeth o! his are long and sharp. He could give me an awiul bite. How about it, old fellow? Will you or won't you understand what. I am trying to do? I wish I knew."

Farmer Brown's boy squatted down and slowly, very slowly r ached toward the trap with one hand. In the other hand he held a stout stick tor use it‘ he must. Bobby Coon watched the hand slowly reaching for the spring oi’ that trap. "I believe you under~ stand. you rascal." said Farmer Browns boy as he got hold of the trap.

Bobby did understand, for as the spring was pressed down a wee bit he pulled. trying to pull

so doing. But that spring was ton strong to be pressed down iWllh one hand. ‘To use boihi

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led o heart to the eight-spot. West took his iirt- rinil returned a heart. Drclarcr now lcii to the club king and, Cfilhllltftl that the spade queen “as ofisiile. tried the finesse to the rluh jack. East won the trick and that was that.

South's feeling about the position ot the sqiatle queen tirzis logical, but he rllﬂiiid have realized that the opponents, and East particularly. would be hard-pressed if they ivere forced to discard on South's long line of hearts. Thus. the most propitious line of play. after taking West's heart retiini, was for South to ruff his single- ton diamond then run off all, 0t his trumps except one. This would leave him with two Fpades- one trump and two clubs, arid he should keep all tour of the original clubs in (iumnty anti blank the spade rive.

Observe how embarrassing this line of play would be to East. He iioiiid let go all of his diamonds. but if he kept the queen and one spade ias he most certainly would have to rloi. he would be forced to give up a club. Then South would find it very simple to cash the club king and ace, and ruft a third club to drive out the queen.

There would be nothing double- dimmy about this line oi play, be- cause on the bidding and with East void of trumps, he would be strongly miirketl with club length.

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