“Oh, Larry, what have you got?” cried his sister Alice, as he reached the house.
“A woodchuck,” the boy answered. “She was in my skunk trap.”
“Is she dead?” asked Alice.
“No, she’s very much alive,” replied Larry. “Don’t go near the bag or she may bite you. We’ll tame her, and she’ll do tricks for us. Get me a piece of cord, Alice, and I’ll tie this bag up. Then the woodchuck can’t get out until I build a pen for her.”
“Oh, are you going to do that?” asked Alice.
“Yes, I’ll make a strong pen, so she can’t get out. You’ll help me, won’t you? After she’s been in the pen a while, and we feed her every day, she’ll get used to us and grow tame. Then we can teach her some tricks.”
“Oh, that will be fun!” cried Alice.
The cord which Alice brought was tied around the neck of the bag, so that the woodchuck could not get out, though she tried to do this as soon as Larry set the bag down on the ground.
“Oh, we have you safe!” exclaimed the boy, as he saw the form of the ground-hog scurrying about inside the bag. “But we’ll soon give you a better place than that to live in. Come on, Alice, we’ll make a woodchuck pen!”