The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1889-12-31


pieces. While the bear was partaking
of this sport Gabe's eyes were busily
employed exploring for a better chance
of escape. At few yards distance he
recognized still higher rocky pin
nacle. and dropping down the other
side of the stone to which he chung he
dashed for the new hope of safety ina
hurry. The bear seemed somewhat
dazed at discovering Gabe's abb
sence, for he failed TO follow
him for some minutes, running
around and round, as if he was really
suffering from an attack of vertigo.
Finally he saw the hunter perched still
higher aloft, and his anger became
furious. Reaching the foot of the
crag he made various efforts to spring
to the top and seize the hunter, but as
often fell back disappointed. Yer
ought to hev seed the varmint shootin'
himself toward the top of that stone to
git me and then drop back like an
Ingia rubber ball." exclaimed Gabe.
"Tll be hanged If it wasn't the pref
test sight of my hull life, and tho /
wuz freezin' my bare feet top OF that
stone, / laughed outright. Up he'd
come like a great fat pig, and then
he'd drop and bound back again like
lightnin'. Oh, twas alfred amoozin',
better nor any circus. A picnic with
goin' a hundred miles to see," and
Gabe stopped in the middle OF his
story and took more than a dozen
hearty laughs over the gymnastic
evolutions of that bear. In fact he felt
so well pleased over that performance
of the bears that he ordered the bar
keeper to set 'em up twice all around.
but how'd you git out o the
scrape?" queried one of Gabe's atteh-
tive listeners.
wall, now. if you'll list wait bit
I'll tell you all about the hull bust
ness" responded Gabe- You see,
arter the grizzly found he cudn't git
me by any sich antics, he iist TUX
another turn and sho't he'd grin me
down, and he sot fur hours eyein' me
and LATIN as zit were fun. And L
LATED too until that bar seemed
ashamed of himself. How to git away
from the tarnal crittur was the next
question, fur L knew he meant to
keep me thar all night. As l
had dropped my gun at the
other stone by aXsident. it
was nifty ticklish situation. But |
sot my mind to workin'. The only
things that L had in my pockets was
some hacker and little cayenne pep
per that / always carry with me to put
on meat after it's cooked. Wall, L
loaded up with a good guild of that
hacker and put in right smart lot OF
that cayenne pepper to give that bar
a dose. In chewin' it l got my mouth
full of the juice, and you'd better be-
lieve twas hotter than a bilin' furnace.
/ felt as zif / wuz afire clean to my
pint fur a rod with the juice, so | jist
waited till the old grizzly wuz standin'
up close, lookin' me rite in the eye.
and then cut loose and Civ him the
hull dose. Great smoke! Yer ought
to hev seen that bar! Why, he rolled
over and over, and put his paws to his
peppers and scratched and tore and
said more bar tcussing than 'ud reach
from here to Ingiany. Cudn't see a
peg. So | calculated on my chances
and skipped down from my perch, and
got my fingers on my shootin' iron
agin. and then you bet that bar he'd
to jump. Every time shot he'd howl
and rize up his head to try to see me,
but no use. The hacker and cayenne
got away with him so { he cudn't find
me, and | soon pumped him so full of
lead that he guy up. But. pards, TIL
be eyerlastin'ly bemuddled If that bar
wasn't the biggest critter that's ever
been killed in these diggin's. Why.
he was so large that cud have made
me good tent by iist diggin' out his
insides and leavin' the hide standin'."
And Gabe picked up his bear skin and
logged it off in triumph. leaving his
hearers totally dumbfounded at his
wonderful adventure. Eagle Rock
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