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The man was in despair but said, "Yes, yes, of course they are yours, but please let me finish my morning's plowing so I may finish this acre." Bruin could not say "No" to that, and sat down licking his chops and waiting for the oxen.
It approached the iceberg in the most mysterious manner. We watched it eagerly. It was not a boat after all, but a log of timber, and you need not believe me if you'd rather not, but it's a fact there was our pet bear Bruin towing the timber at the rate of six knots an hour. I hurried down to the bottom of the berg to receive him.
"No maka troub', Signore," whined the Italian master of the bear in about the same tone Bruin himself had begged. Mr. Day was helping the overwrought Miss Peckham to her feet. "Of all things!" he muttered, "Take her out the other way, Janice do." "I wash my hands of you!" repeated the spinster, scarcely aware yet of what had happened. Then she suddenly descried the bear again.
Now you have found me alive, though, what is it you want; and how can I, shut up here, be of any interest to you?" "Listen to me, Bruin," said the Captain, as he squeezed his nose into the tiny window, and dropped his voice to a low whisper; "if you were out, and at liberty, would you feel inclined to join me and one or two others in a job we intend to come off to-night?"
It has two canine teeth twenty inches long, curving inward from the upper jaw; their use is to defend itself against the bear when Bruin attacks it, and to lift itself up on the ice. The head is short, small, and flattened in front. The flattened part of the face is set with strong bristles. The nostrils are on the upper part of the snout, through which it blows like a whale.
Dropping his gun he bounded upwards and caught it, and, being unusually powerful in the arms, drew himself up and got astride of it just as the bear reached the spot. But bruin was not to be baulked so easily. He was a black bear and a good climber. Finding that he could not at his utmost stretch obtain a nibble at Jack's toes, he rushed at the trunk of the tree and began to ascend rapidly.
Not as in our own land, however, did the birds welcome the coming sun with a full chorus of song. They were not altogether silent; but even in that spring time of the year they only exhibited their pleasure by a faint untuneful twittering and chirping. Bruin was, I found, an early riser.
Bruin, would sit in her corner sucking her paw; whilst the little ones, or big ones, for they were growing up fast, would make themselves into balls and roll about the ground, or bite one another's ears by way of a joke, or climb up the neighbouring trees to admire the prospect, and then slip down again, to the imminent destruction of their clothes; not that a rent or two would have grieved their mother very much, for she was a great deal too old, and too ignorant besides, to think of mending them.
They had gone there so often and found it untenanted that they had come to regard it as their private property, and, in consequence, they were most unreasonably annoyed, when climbing down the steps, to hear sounds of laughter rising up from below. "Who's in our cove?" demanded Merle sharply, somewhat as Father Bruin asked the immortal question, "Who's sleeping on my bed?"
Night came on, and still no luck; so they "camped out," and started fresh again the next morning. About dark the dogs scented the bear, sure enough, and what a monstrous fellow he was black as Topsy, too! Never mind, his time had come now. He ran up an old stub, and sat perched on the top. They pointed their rifles took aim not a rifle went off! and Bruin sat grinning at them.
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