having confined him in this pen; they had also set a trap for him inside the inclosure. So, he kept as far away from it as possible for the first day. About a foot and a half from the ground and fastened to the wire netting were two tin dishes, each holding about two quarts. One of these was for food and the other for water. This also Redcoat discovered the following day. Although the fence had thrown him back viciously, yet he finally got up courage to examine it on all sides. At first he sniffed it from a safe distance, but as it did him no harm, he went up close and to his surprise and fear he found it had the forbidding smell of the steel trap and the woodsman's axe that his sire had shown him when he was a pup. This was a scent he had been taught to shun from his earliest days. So, this was the secret of the power of the fence. It looked as penetrable as a thicket of willows, yet it was as strong as a brush fence.
For a long time Redcoat could not believe that he was a prisoner in the inclosure. He could see the night sky with the moon and
