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"Dash burning sticks in the fellow's face, while I tackle him with my axe," cried Philip. It was fortunate that he was not alone. He gave one cut at Bruin's paws, but the next instant the monster would have seized the axe and hugged Philip, had not Harry dashed a stick into his eyes, the pain of which made him spring on one side and tumble over on his back.
An inspiration flashed through the squatter's mind, as he saw the bear slowly and with some difficulty dragging out his nails; and seizing Bruin's shanks just above the paws, he braced himself against the tree, resolved to try and hold the claws into their woody sockets until his neighbour could respond to his halloos for help.
Alas, poor human nature! alas, poor bear! I am truly sorry to observe that no act of repentance followed Bruin's sense of desolation. His first feeling of sorrow over, he felt indignant that he should have been so treated; but, more than that, as he was still hungry, he felt regret at being denied a closer search into his old mother's larder.
She smiled, and the paleness about her lips was almost gone. "I'm getting used to shocks. I feel a little shaky but it doesn't amount to anything. I want to climb up and look at the caribou trail, at least." "Sure enough if you feel you can stand it. It's only a hundred yards or so up the hill. I'd like to take old Bruin's hide, but I don't see how we could handle it.
Mike managed, as I had done, to get out of Bruin's way; and before the creature could turn to pursue either of us, over it fell, on the very ground on which we had been sleeping. It struggled for a few seconds, gnashing its teeth, and I had to retreat through the branches to avoid it.
I've had almost too much exercise, and that is what puts me here on the sofa." "We've had some excitement, too," added Bert. "Yes. We went up the bayou to see if the ducks had begun to come in any yet, and we found a bear on Bruin's Island." "Did you shoot him?" "No. He gave us notice to clear out and we were only too glad to do so. Such growls I never heard before."
"There, they are surrounding the grove," said Tom, as the men and boys spread out from the centre till they had encompassed Bruin's leafy retreat. Soon there was the report of guns, and not long after, the hunters returned, looking tired and disappointed. "The bear must have got away," said Mrs. Jones. But Charley came rushing towards her, and, throwing up his cap, cried, "O, isn't it fun!
"I hadn't a charge left, an' not even my hunting-knife. Lots o' city swells 'u'd have been plumb scared before a growler like that," touching Bruin's carcass with his foot, "even if they had a small arsenal to back 'em up. They'd have dropped rifle and cartridges, and hugged the nearest trunk.
Altogether it was a heavy load the little boat had to carry, and she was so deep in the water that her gunwales were scarcely three inches above the surface; but there were never any heavy seas to be encountered in that little lake, and so there was no danger to be apprehended. David sent the canoe rapidly along, and presently it entered the bayou that led to Bruin's Island.
Bruin's quick eye scarcely, however, watched its course, for his whole attention was rivetted on what to him was of more interest, the city to which his weary steps were directed. It stood upon the margin of the rivulet, just before its waters expanded into the little lake, and seemed to occupy a considerable extent of ground.
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