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Baby Pitcher's Trials / Little Pitcher Stories

Chapter 5 BERTIE MEETS JACK MIDNIGHT AT THE SPRING.

Word Count: 1614    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

ome day and have it over again. So she marked the spot with a stick, that she might know where to find the bird when she wanted it for another funeral. That it was hi

bloomed. And Charley promised to buy a bright yellow canary, if he could ever save money enough, and it should be "a regular screamer." She wanted Bertie to make the cage at once, but Bertie thought he could not make a cage good enough for a canary. He would have a bea

llow up those tracks, and see what would come of them. It was a long walk to the spring, and a lonely walk. Other traps were set thereabouts, but their owners lived near by, or came from the upper road. Of course he never asked for Charley's company. Charley had no faith, and he ridiculed the idea of going so often on a wild-goose chase. But Bertie reasoned within himself,-other fellows caught musk-rats, why should not he? His traps were as good as theirs, his bait the same. To be sure he never had caught one, but that was no reason he never should. There must be a first time for every thing. And when he did trap one, wouldn't Charley change his tune? The spring was alive with musk-rats. One should find the way into his trap. He hoped it would be a "buster." He was on the road to the spring, when these thoughts passed through his mind. There had been a white frost, and th

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helps a boy a great deal. When he knows he is right, he does not feel half so much like striking back. Perhaps you think he did strike back when he replied to Bertie's uncivil words; but you must remember that Jack was a desperate fellow, and if he had not been well disposed he would hardly have taken the trouble to strike with his tongue. And language that would sound very rough from the lips of a better bred boy, was not so bad, after all, coming from Jack Midnight. He was secretly very much ashamed of his conduct towards the rooster, particularly as Charley and Bertie had never taken any notice of it. They had simply allowed him to g

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that there has really

as had one good meal, perhap

getting away at all; but when he came to reflect, he was sorry to have lost such a pr

trap," said Ja

would

so that it wouldn't

now it neede

of my trap. I'd fix it so that it would

now how,"

ces. Here was a chance to mak

nd, and not mind my sp

ck, shortly. "Now if I can fi

ng, a file, a pair of pincers, and so many different articles th

they ain't holey. Whenever I come a

went into Jack's pockets

, and we will get rea

me again, d

b is as well as you do. He will be poking

will," sa

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