Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1884-10-30
A TEXAS BEAR STORY.
BRUINS sunday Raid Upon Ho,,
Dining-Room.
St Louis GIobe-Democrat.

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A party of hunters returning fror,
trip on the plains captured, eleyar
miles from Colorado City, a hue
black bear, weighing in his haitian
ished condition about three hundrel
pounds. Sir Bruin showed little ri
ish for his captors, and made deter
mined resistance to the chains bv
which he was confined to a touch
mesquite tree on reaching town. For
days he would neither eat nor sleen
and kept the curious at respectful
distance, as he paced INCREASINGLY n
and fro the length of his chain, roll.
ing his bloodshot eyes and givins
vent to his rage and fear in snarlins
menacing growls.
On Sunday morning, as the church.
bells were calling the children from
all directions to Sabbath School, Sir
Bruin waXed desperate, and with
powerful tug snapped the chain that
held him, and was off on a clumsy
gallop through town. A great hue
and cry was raised and pursuit made
and as if by the irristible magic of the
famed ''rat-catcher'sn music, the
throngs of children were drawn along
in the chase. forgetful alike of home
and cathechism. People, reused from
their Sunday snooZe, streamed into the
streets, in all stages of underdress
uniform. Butchers, ia their white
aprons, with appraised cleasers
fourished their shining weapons in
the safe background; dogs bayed, cats
retreated bristling to the rooftops.
Rich man, poor man, beggar man,
thief, lawyer, doctor, merchant,
chief" all helped to fill the motley
throng and add to the din and uproar.
Bruin, thus lard beset, and having
long tasted, made break for large
PANIED window in the dining-room OF
the Rendrebrook hatel, landing with
crash in the midst OF the astonished
guests. who "stood not upon the order
of their going, but went at once
through all available apertures in the
opposite direction. Their rate of speed
was exceeded only by that of the
woolly-headed walters, who fled, gray
with terror, dragging table linen, sill
yer, and glass in glittering train af
ter them. Amid the clang and chatter,
bruin placed himself at bay in cor
ner, unconsciously but undeniably
monarch of all he surveyed"
Brief, however, was his reign. Soon
a cowboy entering the long hall,
threw lasso over his shoulders; a
second and third followed, and the
great angry brute was dragged into
the street. Then a lively skirmish
followed, causing general stampede
of the crowd, the three cowboys try
ing to mount their plunging, bucking,
frightened ponies, who evidently did
not like his bearship.
The feat was accomplished, how
ever, and then came the tug of war
the harassed brute, fairly at bay,
lunged to the right and left, while the
ponies, with feet spread, bracing
sturdily against the tremendous
strains of the lariats wound about the
saddle horns, were with their riders
dragged hither and thither over the
hard, smooth ground. A grit snapped,
and saddle went spinRing over the
horses head, leaving the nimble
rider astride the neck of the snoring
equine.
But the war was an unequal one,
and bruin at length, utterly spent,
surrendered, and sullenly allowed
himself to be led off toward the Zoo
in the park. Crossing the Lone Wall
creek, "Ursa Majors spirit" utterly
failed him, and he laid him down in
the shallow water and gave up the
ghost. Disguised with life in general,
disappointed IN particular Of his meal
Of bluo-eyed baby left to his tender
mercy in The hurried exodus from the
dining-hail, brmn felt that life was a
delusion and snare. Things were
not as they seemed, so, slipping the
lash, he went in search of the happy
haunting grounds, to take his chanches
at ''hide and go seek" with his more
familiar foe, the red man.