[CHAPTER III]
DIDO IS TRAINED
For a moment Dido was so frightened that he did not know what to do. His heart beat very fast, just as you can feel your kittie’s heart beat fast after a dog has chased her. The little bear cub stopped eating the honey, good as it was, and he looked carefully around him.
“I wonder what has happened to me?” mused Dido.
He soon guessed. For when he tried to get out the same way he had come in, he found he could not. A heavy door of logs had fallen down, and push as hard as he could, Dido could not open it.
“Oh dear!” whined the little bear cub. “I guess I am in one of those traps papa told about. This must be a box trap. But how did the honey get here? That is caught, too.”
Thinking of the honey made Dido hungry for some more, so he ate a little.
Then Dido tried again to get out, scratching with his strong little claws on the log sides of the big box. But Dido could not get out that way any more than he could break through the thick door. Soon the little bear cub was very much frightened, and he cared no more for the honey, though there was some left.
“Oh dear! Oh dear!” thought Dido. “I have done something very wrong. I ought not to have gone off in the woods by myself. Papa said there might be traps, but I did not think this was one. I did not sniff the man-smell, I only smelled the honey.”