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 traps at the old slippery slide had been found. He set another trap at the foot of the new slide, but he didn't have much hope of catching any one in it. He understood perfectly that Little Joe Otter and Mrs. Joe were wise in the ways of trappers. "I guess," muttered the trapper, "that my best chance of getting one of those Otters will be to hide for a chance to shoot one of them. To-morrow I'll spend the day over here with my gun."

So he spent all the next day hidden near the slippery slide, watching with his terrible gun. But he didn't have a chance to use it. He didn't get so much as a glimpse of a sleek, brown head.