"He's up there, I know," said Archie.
And, laying down his ax and lantern, he caught hold of the sapling,
and shook it with all his strength. But it was a little too large for
him to manage, and, although it swayed considerably, the 'coon could
easily retain his hold.
"Well," said Archie, "if he will not come down to us, we'll have to go
up to him, I suppose."
And he commenced ascending the tree. Archie was a good hand at
climbing, and had shaken more than one 'coon from his roost, and he
carefully felt his way up, until he had almost reached the top of the
sapling, when, not wishing to trust his weight on the small limbs, he
stopped, and again shook the tree, and this time with better success.
There was an angry snarling among the branches above his head, and the
'coon, after trying in vain to retain his hold, came tumbling to the
ground.
Quick as thought the dogs were upon him, and, although he made a most
desperate resistance, he was speedily overpowered and killed.
The boys picked up their prize, and went back to the cornfield.
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