"Sure. Here you, Perkins, catch bold of the bag."
"What do I do?" asked Walter.
"Wait; I'll show you."
Morgan very carefully lighted a candle and stuck it into the ground,
packing the dirt about it with his knife.
"Now you hold the bag open. Don't move. Don't jump if you see a
'possum light into the bag. You see the light draws them. It
hypnotizes them and they jump right into the light. That means they
jump into the bag. The minute one hops in all you have to do is to
close the bag, sling it over your shoulder and hike back to camp
with it."
"That's easy. I could catch 'possums myself if that's all a fellow has
to do," declared Stacy.
"It'll be your turn next, Fatty."
It was. After floundering through the bushes for some distance the
Rangers stopped.
"Now, Fatty, it's your turn," announced Cad. "You may have to wait
around here for an hour or two while we beat up the bushes and drive
the 'possum in, but you won't care. You'll be glad you stayed when you
get a nice fat 'possum for your breakfast."
"I'll catch him if he comes this way," replied the fat boy.
"You bet you'll catch it," chuckled Dippy.
"How long do I stay here?"
"Till you git a 'possum," answered Polly. "Mebby that'll be in two
minutes and mebby not in two hours, but you've got to stand very still.
If you move you'll scare the whole pack of them back into their holes.
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