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A FEARFUL BUT BLOODLESS
BEAR HUNT
Says I “ Eower, tell me alxrut
that bear hunt that you and Mr. C.
had last fall. ” “Well Van” says he
“A man that will walk forty miles to
visit me in me camp will certainly
get the story to its bloody end. “Says
I to Mr.C.let’s go and look for the
monster.” “Alright”says he,“I’d
rather get him than have him get my
deer. ” So filling our sacks with some
conked meat and a little tea and me
i.ew flash-light we pulled out.
“doyou know Van, its remarkable
how brave a man can he by his own
fireside in broad day light Well, we
tramped along for nigh onto four
hours, Mr.C. was ahead and all ; t
once he threw up his hands and drop
ped on his knees and pointed over a
log. He looked as tho there were thir
ty or forty hears right close by, and
so I softly dropped on all fours and
crawled like a cat to where he was
don’t ye know1.
Says'*r,did ye see him?”“no'’says
he“but dont ye see his l ed where lie
has been sleeping all day. “Sure enuf
there was his bed still warm, and do
ye know it looked too big for a bear!
“Well he’s gone ” says Mr. C. and
sivs I,before I thot how it sounded,
“I’m glad aint you? “Says he “you
bet.” 'Likely he is close by.“says i
so we crept along on his trail. Says i
“ye had lietter unhook that pack
off yere back.” “Why?” says he.
“in the name of King George,” says
I half inad,“ do ye want to climb a
tree with all that freight hanging to
yere hack.And have ye picked out
yere tree?" “No’’says he"which one
are you goir g to climb?’ ’ "Dont worry
almut me,I’m used to hunting these
oily monsters, ye pick yere tree, I’ll
get up one alright." Ye see Van, it
was evident that he had never hunt
ed bear. I thot he was getting un
easy; seemed to be studying aliout
so ne thing and, says I, "what’s the
niitte'*?" Says he,"I’m hungry."
"Hit* gry"s vs I “anddidn’t we eat
a bit ago.’’"Yes, but I can’t get a
lo-’g without bread, I believe I'll go
back home for I car t tramp this way
on meat only."
"Well, if that is ti e way ye feel,
good bye. but as for me I’m going to
run this beast down."
So I tramped nlo g on his trail,
and do ve know his foot print reach
ed from the tip of me lo* g finger to
me ell>ow,and bless ye if it didn’t look
mighty fresh dont ye know. The
farther i went the slower I walked
for, dont ye know, i didn’t want to
surprise him too suddenly.
Along just befo~e dark ivras tramp
ing on his trail down a mountain side,
wlie i all at o ne just ahead of me
i heard a fearful breaking of bushes,
limbs and trees dont ye know.
i slipped the pack off me back and
picked out a bully good tree for climb
ing i then took a sly peep towards the
cracking,and about fifty feet ahead
of me there he was.
Concluded in the Move mher isfuo.