The Boy Trapper by [pseud.] Harry Castlemon
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when he was square with the world, he would go to work in earnest and
outwit all his foes, no matter how numerous or how smart they might be. He would tell Don all about it and be governed by his advice. Having come to this determination, David once more, turned his face toward the General's house. A few minutes' rapid walking brought him to the barn and there he found the boy he wanted to see. The brothers had just returned from a short ride--Don was not yet strong enough to stand his usual amount of exercise--and having turned the ponies over to the hostler, were on the point of starting for the house, when David came in. "Halloo, Dave!" exclaimed Don, who was always the first to greet him. "Traps all built?" "Not yet," answered David, trying to look as cheerful as usual. "You have plenty of nails and timber, I suppose. If not come straight to us. It will never do to let this thing fall through for want of a little capital to go on," said Don, who was as much interested in David's success as though he expected to share in the profits of the enterprise. "I have everything I want in the way of nails and boards," replied David, "but I--you know--may I see you just a minute, Don?" "Of course you may, or two or three minutes if you wish. Come on, Bert. I have no secrets from my brother, _now_," said Don with a laugh. "I kept one thing secret from him and got myself into trouble by it. If I had told him of it perhaps he would have made me behave |
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