The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1883-03-28
Traps.
BY JIMMY BROWN.

BY JIMMY BROWN.
A boy ought always to stand up for
his sister, and protect her from every
body, and do everything to make her
happy, for she can only be his sister once,
and he would be so awfully sorry if she
died and then he remembered that his
conduct toward her had sometimes been
wrong.
Mr.. Withers doesn't come to our house
any more. One night Sue saw him com
ing up the garden walk, and father said,
There's the the other one coming, Su-
san ism this Travers's EVENING"? and
then Sue said Il do wish somebody
would protect me from him he is SO
stupid that l wish l would never lay eyes
on him again.
made up my mind that nobody should
bother my sister while she had a brother
to protect her. So the next time saw
Mr.. Withers l spoke to him kindly and
firmly-that's the way grown-up people
speak when they say something dreadful
ly unpleasant-and told him what Sue
had said about him, and that he ought
not to bother her any more. Mr.. With
ers didn't thank me and say that he
knew l was trying to do him good, which
was what he ought to have said, but he
looked as if he wanted to hurt somebody,
and walked off without saying word to
me, and l don't think he was polite about
it.
He has never been at our house since.
When I told Sue how had protected
her she was so overcome with gratitude
that she couldn't speak, and just mo-
toned me with book to go out of her
room and leave her to feel thankful about
it by herself. The book very nearly hit
me on the head, but it wouldn't have
hurt much if it had
Mr.. Travers was delighted about it,
and told me that had acted like man,
and that he shouldn't forget it. The
next day he brought me beautiful book
all about traps 1t told how to make
more than hundred different kinds Of
traps that would catch everything, and
it was one OF the best books ever saw.
Our next-door neighbor, Mr.. Schofeld,
keeps pigs, only he don't keep them
enough, for they run all around. They
come into our garden and eat up every
thing, and father said he would give al
most anything to get rid of them.
Now one Of the traps that my book
told about was Just the thing to catch
pigs with. 1t was made out of young
tree and rope. You bend the tree
down and fasten the rope to it so as to
make slippernoose, and when the pig
walks into the slippernoose the tree flies
up and Jerks him into the air.
l thought that couldn't please father
better than to make some traps and catch
some pigs so | got rope, and got two
Irishmen that were fixing the front walk
to bend down two trees for me and hold
them while | made the traps. This was
Just before supper, and / expected that
the pigs would come early the next morn
ing and get caught.
1t was bright moonlight that evening,
and Mr. Travers and Sue said the house
was 50 dreadfully hot that they would go
and take walk They hadn't been out
of the house but few minutes when we
heard an awful shrek from Sue, and we
all rushed out to see what was the mat
ter.
Mr. Travers had walked into trap,
and was swinging by one leg, with his
head about six feet from the ground
Nobody knew him at first except me, for
when person is upside down he doesn't
look natural but knew what was the
matter, and told father that it would take
two men to bend down the tree and gel
Mr.. Travers loose. SO they told me to
run and get Mr.. Scho6eld to come and
help and they goth step-ladder so that
Sue could sit on the top Of it and hold
Mr.. Traverss head.
I was 50 excited that forgot all about
the other trap, and, besides, Sue had said
things to me.that hurt my feelings, anc
that prevented me from thinking to tel
Mr. SchoGeld not to get himself caught
He ran ahead Of me, because he was 81
anxious to help, and the first thing
knew there came an awful yell from him
and up he went into the air and hunt
there by both legs, which l suppose wa
easier than the way Mr.. Travers hung.
Then everybody went at me in tn