, 1852-10-30
About a Bear Fight.


ance amongst them of a large black DEAR,
having been driven from the neightoring
plains by an Indian on horseback, to the
very gates of the fort. 1t seems that vari'
Gus military manoeuvres, had taken place
between the Indian and his formidable en-
emy in the stronghold in which the lat
ter was surprised, and after a succession of
" charges" "nank-moyements," "deploy-
mcnts" "rclreats" and "Ialleys,' the
yanquished champion of ten thousand berry
bushes was forced 10 submit, so far as 10
be driven with unrelenting fury by his lit
tie less mcrciless conquerer into the midst
Of the allies of the rcd-skin.
-"Thou'dst shun a bear.
But if thy flight lay toward the raging sea,
Thou'dst meet the the bear 1.-THE mouth"
Thus perchance instinctively reasoned our
conquered, yet not destroyed hero, and .ra-
ther than run into the Sound, determined
TO meet "i'ihe mouth " his pursuer with all
bis murderous band. Calmly did The weari-
ed subject Of this sketch survey the ground,
and choose his position Of defence. No
signs of trembling agitation shook his stall
vert. rugged form. His eyes flashed fire,
and erecting" his form to its utmost ten
sion, cast a look of mad defiance on all
around, resolving like an illuslrious prede-
cessor, at least to die with harness on his
back. Thus stood he, awaiting the issue of
life or death-a model for the pencil Of an
artist" his arm his brand his breast his
panoplyw
Short respite for poor brun! Swift as
the frey torch that summoned the bold and
hardy highlander to the mastering place of
Lanerick mead, so went forth the signal 10
the Siwash tribes, that impending danger
brooded o'er their fates Forth they came
with slaves and stones The old man on
his crutch, the child, the mother and the
hyass chiefs, with all Nesqually's canine
tribes, poured forth from huts like Alpine
torrents down, and closed around their
stern, majestic foe
"They fought they conquered! But
first
Little dogs and all, tray, bnnch and sweetheart, {"
let slip their barking and their teeth, in most
admired confusion But the well directed
blows Of the besieged, made many of his as
sailants bite the dust, and shook them from
his sides, as would the bayed lion from his
hurtless hide, shakes off the darts of his pur-
suers. He contested every inch of ground
with almost suPerhuman energy, with the
motto of deep despair in every movement,
that for every drop of his blosd shed, a life
should pay the penalty.
" The combat deepens !-on ye brave,
Who seek for glory or the grave !"
The notes Of dreadful war had almost
reached the caves where echo lies at this
eventlul crisis, and e'en the wolves were
bowling forth their dread response. The
iar-of canine brood had heard the call, and
hurried with their Siwash friends 10 "ioin
the dreadful revalry." On on! they
come! yet "high and inscruitable the old
DEAR stood !" he viewed the reinforcement
with disdain, and as the new arrived ap-
preached his shaggy sides, che tossed them
round like winters scattered leaves, then
smiled TO look upon the wreck be made :"
Charge Chestcr-charge Onl stanley-on -
The Siwash chiefs were maddened now
to frenzy, at the loss Of their true followers
and friends, and in one solid phalanx, mo-
we'd to the survivors aid. Men, women,
children, all in "pomp and circumstance of
glorious war;" arm'd 10 the teeth with
swords, and shields, and spears, and sticks,
and stones, commenced charge in flank
and rear, with wars most deafening, deadly
roar. The calm, collected bear, gathering
his voice in one collected scream, was heard
above the battles storm to say
-"Lsy on McDua-
And id be he who first cries hOld-enough ~
For three long hours the ground was
"rampled by hurrying crowd" without
decisive evidence of who would be the vic
tors. AT length cruel Boston" reach
ed the spot, bearing weapon, charged with
deaths sure messenger, and in the heat of
action. took deliberate alma dread ex-
plosion followed-and the mighty warrier
rolled into the dust Without Shrek or
groan he Perished from the earth, and those
that watched him closest could not tell the
very moment when his breathing ceased.
| Thus died he
Not yell was heard, nor the bark of dog,
As his coarse to their wigwams they hurried
There they slnp't off his skin, and good muck a.
muck found,
/ There left his bones -bleachDg-unburied 7"