The Hattiesburg news. (Hattiesburg, Miss.) 1908-1917, 1910-02-18

little molly cottontail with Z cruel
club. Well, he Just won't do anything |
Of the sort. So there-run for your |
life, bunny"
She loosened her grip on the rab. |
bits legs and the animal leaped into
the air and bounded of toward the
nearest thicket. At that moment
Saunders turned with stout stick in
his hand to see his intended victim |
diving into the woods hundred feet
away
"i knew you'd let him get away" he
declared. half angrily, land l almost
believe you did it on purpose"
at was on purpose" she retorted
| II just couldn't stand seeing the help
less little thing killed right under my
very eyes,"
Saunders stopped and regarded his
pretty companion.
"a pretty piece Of symbolism, Co.
rinne." was his comment.
| Symbolism" she questioned
"Yes-your letting that rabbit CO.
You see what mean? You entrap
them, you subdue them, and then
we'll, you let them CO."
"Oh. the men. you meant" she
laughed.
He nodded.
Indeed, Gordon, you're exaggerat-
ing the case" she protested. you
mustn't think me so heartless as that.
Some day might not let one Of them
go-that is, II I ever really did catch
him, since you put 4 that way"
Yes, 1 dare say not" he replied, ig.
noring her significant glance. But
changing the subject, let's go over the
hill and take look at the snare"
With nod, she agreed. and in a
few minutes they reached the spot.
The bait was gone. but the snare
hadn't been sprung. Critically Saun-
aers looked at the bent sapling, the
taut cord and the wood trigger.
1.-The rabbit that came here was
"a self-respecting individual!" he
laughed. He walked over the trigger,
ate all the bait and then left with a
smile of satisfaction"
"Oh, I'm so disappointed" said Co
rinne. Il wonder why he wasn't
caught"
That's easy" he rejoined. "The
trigger is not made right. It's been
a decade since l set one of these
snares, but think l can fix this one
Suiting the action to the intention
he took out his knife, and. cutting q
sprig of . nearby tree, began whit
Thing vigorously. After fashioning a
new trigger he sank to his knees owe,
the moose and began fastening the
cord to the small piece Of wood.
Suddenly there was q snap. the sap
ling flew upright and Saunders was
jerked to his feet. He stood helpless
| for the moose had shot up over hit
shoulders. pfnioning his arms to hi
sides. Corinne screamed with deligh
when she saw his predicament
1--WE caught bigger game than I 81
4 pectedI" she cried.
1 Try as he might, Saunders coult
4 not suppress a smile. "I see the hu
morous side Of it," he admitted, lever
If the joke is on me. But please TAX
the knife, Corinne, and cut the cord.
| mo, sir; not Just yeti" she 81
claimed, with triumphant glee. "Goi
don Saunders, have you just wher
want YOU"
"You seem to have" he rejoinet
for you have certainly caught me-
literally"
| "And no other way?" she venturet
Eyes, Corinne, in the other wa!
too" he said, slowly. Then with
grim smile, Il am yours both arm
and heart"
| Her eyes sparkled. "Oh, I'm {
| glad that"
IT dare you to cut this string aft,
that" he broke in.
~ For answer she picked up the kni
and slashed the stout cord that bour
at him. The next instant his arms we
around her.
ep "But Gordon. dear. you didn't |
he me finish saying what I was 81;
nd about" she protested.
DIS. "Well. you may say it now" he l
lie Piled.
de "You ought to be able to guess
di- she pouted. 81 was glad that t
rabbit didn't get caught in the snare