And old Hughy Glinds has told me a way to watch for him and shoot him." Hughy Glinds was a rheumatic old man who lived in a small log house up in the edge of the great woods and made baskets for a living.

In his younger days he had been a trapper and was therefore a high authority in such matters among the boys.
"We shall have to have a sleigh or a pung to watch from," Tom explained.
"Old Hughy says to carry out a dead lamb and leave it near the bushes below our barn, and to haul a sleigh there and leave it a little way off, and do this for three or four nights till old Striped gets used to seeing the sleigh.

Then, after he has come four nights, we're to go there early in the evening and hide in the sleigh, with a loaded gun.
Old Striped will be used to seeing the sleigh there, and won't be suspicious.
"Pa don't want me to take our sleigh so long," Tom went on.

"He wants to use it before we'd be through with it.

But"-- and I now began to see why Tom had been so willing to share with me the glory of killing the marauder--"there's an old sleigh out here behind your barn.