“Get me loose first, and I’ll tell you,” cried Ned.
“Are you fast?” asked Frank.
“Fast? Of course I am! Can’t you see for yourself. I’m caught by my hands and feet in some rabbit traps I was setting.”
“Serves you right,” commented Bart, trying not to laugh. “You ought to be a sportsman, and shoot your game.”
“I didn’t want to shoot ’em,” explained Ned. “I wanted to catch ’em alive and tame ’em. Hurry up and get me out; will you, fellows?”
They soon released him. His feet were caught under a box, which was weighted down with rocks, while his hands were held in a slip-noose of heavy cord that was fast to the tree, which had been bent over to act as a spring. Ned was stretched out like a prisoner “pegged-out” in the army. He was soon released, and explained that as he was setting the noose trap, his feet had unexpectedly gotten under the box trap, which was sprung, and then the noose slipped, holding him fast at both ends.