Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-09-17
SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: THURSDAY SEPTEMBER H. 1885,

ought to have been there. That bar
Jumped up and made bee line for us,
and didn't mind the big bullets we planted
IN him at all. He grabbed Ben Davis, a
Dig strong man, and nearly squeezed the
life out Of him when / drove knife into
his rump. Then he went for me, and
run; but one OF the men put shot In his
eye, and he jumped on me, knockin' me
down. an then fell dead on me. We
didn't finish that service, for Davis an
me were both laid up. That bar weighed
$40 pounds. He was a bouncer."
The old man laughed at the recollec-
ton, and continued: Il was down TO New
York few years ago an saw big bar
there, but he didn't look like the sane
critter that you see in the wilds. When
| you come on big animal all on sud
dent, an know he's able to chaw you up,
and aching TO squeeze the lite Cuten you,
1t seems like another thing. Bars is
! queer critters. AnybOdy'd think that
they'd be savage and eat flesh, but there's
nothing they like as well as honey.
They'll make more fuss over bees nest
than man. Once when | was hunting
on the shores OF Long pond in sui
| liyan county / thought / heard a
/ terrible roaring. | went forward
/ quiet like, and through some bus es saw
iunny sight. Thar was bar, and thar
was lot of wild bees, and they were
having high old time. You see the bar
| had found nest, and had got at the
honey; but the bees didn't like it, so they
| went for him, and he stood thar and
! danced and rOllel on the ground and
fenced at the pesterin' things, but with
his eyes shut all the time. In five min
utes the bees were about all dead, and
then the bar sOt down an had a feast. He
stuck his paw in the nest and scOoped out
the honey, an then licked off his paw.
shot that Teller and stopped his sweetenin'
/ OF himself. An Just think Of them
big critters eatin' bugs an snails an
such like, so small you can't hardly see
'em. But they do. They turn over stones
an eat all they can find | saw my part
| ner get killed, and was nigh jOinin' him
In the Kingdom come once, Just because
we fooled with a honey-eating bar. We,
that's Bill Squires, who chummed with
me, and myself, we came on a bar one
| day just as he was eatin' a nest. He was
a big one-bigger'n a heifer-an' we'd
ought to have let him alone. But we didn't.
| Bill he shot, an then / shot, an we both
| struck the beast. He stopped eatin' an
| looked astonished Then he looked
mad, an came for us as If he'd been shot
| out OF gun. Well, sir, we run, run like
whiteheads, but that bar could outrun a
race horse, am he came on so we could
| feel his breath. | dropped down, an
Bruin he grabbed Bill Squires and sat
down an grOwled and squeezed until the
| poor fellow was dead. ] put another bull
let and another one, and another one,
until he'd a small LEAD mine, aud then
stabbed him. W ell he left Squires an went
for me. He bit my shoulder an rolled me
around an tore my clothes all off. |
thought was gone sure, but I jabbed my
knife into him whenever / got chance.
He bit and broke my arm, an crushed my
! hip, an the last 1 knew put another
blade in him, an be was still growlin'.
! When got my senses, there | was in the
woods alone, covered with blood, an stiff
an helpless, an that bar dead alongside
| of me. | got home after awhile, an was
In bed four months. Pm lame yet from
that fellows teeth, but Pve had revenge
on his kind, for I've killed scores of 'em
| ainnp y