Diagnosis revealed that my face was skinned
from my cheek bone, and my nose had been
mashed between the jaws of the trap. In my
agony I danced around as if I were in the midst
of a yellow jacket's nest, crying out between my

screams to my brother, "Take it off, take it off,
take it off I" By this time my brother was almost
frantic with laughter. He stood upon his head,
walked upon his hands, turned handsprings and
somersaults, and laughed until he cried at last.
When my brother's hilarity had somewhat
abated, he undertook to relieve me from the trap,
but he was so full of laughter he could not grip
the spring, and I was so full of pain I was help-
less to do the same, so I found it necessary for
me to stand on my head while my brother put
his foot on the trap. It lacked a little of coming

to the ground, and when he pressed his foot upon
the trap I thought in my soul my nose was com-
ing off, but thank God! I felt the jaws release
and I pulled my bloody nose out. I looked at my

brother with tears streaming from my eyes, and
blood from the eud of my nose, and said, "I did
it," but I have never had any desire from that



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day until this to repeat it. In that case, the first
blessing was enough for me.
