The Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1834-184?, 1846-11-12


For some minutes the silence had remain
ed unbroken, when suddenly furious bark
ing commenced accompanied by a low growl-I
ing. Each prepared his arms; the instru-
ments sounded; and the masiiffs being let
loose, precipitaied themselves pell nell in
the direction OF the struggle.-Their furious
barking was soon confounded with the cries
of the hunters and the din of The instruments,
mingled with the formidable growing of the
bears, making altogether hideous concert,
which, rolling along the sides of the valley,
was repeated by the distant echoes. At this
moment, the young baron regardedhis com
panion, whose countenance, though pale, Je-
manned calm and scorniul.
Attention, SIR said he in low voice
'The bears not far from US; let your arm be
true, or else
keep your counsels for yourself, STRIP
Attention. repeated Villetreton, without
seeming 10 notice the surly Responsible
approaches
Those who were placed in front of the
cascade, seeing the animals directing their
course TO the bridge, cried from all parts,
look out, look out, Villetreton.' But the
breaking of branches, followed by the roll
ing of loosened stones down the precipice,
had already given the warning Of the animals
near approach. Malatour became deadly
pale; he, however, held his carabine firmly,
in the attitude of a resolute hunter.
A bear at length appeared, with foaming
mouth and glazing eyes, at times turning as if
he would again struggle with his pursuers but
when he saw the bridge, his only way of es-
cape, occupied he uttered a fearful growl,
and raising himself On his hind legs, was
rushing on our two hunters, when ball
struck him on the forehead, and he fell dead
at their feet.
Malatour convulsively grasped his gun
he had become completely powerless. Sud
denly new cries louder and more pressing
were heard.
Fire, fire, he is on youn cried the pareur,
who appeared unexpectedly, pale and agita
ted, his gun 10 his shoulder, but afraid TO fire
lest he should bit his master.
The latter perceiving his agitation, turned
round; ii was indeed time. On the bridge,
bear, much larger than he first, was in the
| act of making the final rush. Springing
backward, he seized the carabine OF his pet
relied companion, and lodged It's contents
in the animals breast ere he could reach them.
he rolled, in the death struggle, to where
they stood. ALI this was the work of an in
slant. The knees of the hardy old pareur
shook with emotion at the escape of his
young master; as for Malatour, his livd pale
ness and the convulsive shudderiug OF his
limbs testified 10 the state of his mind.
Take your arms said the young baron,
quickly replacing in his hands the carabine.
Here are our comrades-they must not see
you unarmed; and pareur, not a word Of
this
'Lookn said he TO his companions as they
gathered around, pointing TO the monsrous
beasts lone 10 each. Now Monsieur de.
Malatour, await your orders, and am ready
TO give the satisfaction you require'
The latter made no reply, but reached
out his hand which Villeireton cordially
shook.
That evening banquet was given TO cele.
brate the double victory. Towards the end
OF the repast a toast 10 the vanquishers was
proposed and immensely accepted Mon
sieur d'Argentre, glass in hand, rose to
pledge il, when Malatour, also rising, held
his arm exclaming. TO the sole vanquish-
er.Ol the day to our noble host! 1t was he
alone who killed the two bears; and if
through bis generosity, have allowed the
illusion to last so long, it was simyly for this
reason; the al1ront which | gave him was a
public one--the reparation ought TO be pub
lie likewise. | now declare that Monsieur
de Viletreton is the bravest of the brave.
and that shall maintain it towards all and
against ALL
'rhs time at least shall not take up your
gauntlet said Monsieur d'Argenre.
There's brave young mani cried the pa
treur, whom his master admitted to bis table.
and who endeavored to conceal a fertive tear.
Nothing could better prove TO me sir, that,
with little experience, you will be as calm
in hepresence of bears, as you are, | am
sure, in the face of an enemy
/ From the ST. Louis Reveie
! A YANKEE IN A COAL, SCREEN.