The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1890-01-08
THE BOY KNIFES A BEAR.
BUT HIS FATHER MoDESTLY AP-
FRoPRlATES TIE CREDIT.

a Talo Which Involves the Loss OF a Fine
Buck the Denth of Good Dog and tho
Anger of Abner Grlmes--It's True Story,
and That's Its Chief Trait.
Abner Grimes is the politician of the
ridge. He has been constable, postmas-
ter, town clerk and justice of the peace.
He has his eye now on the legislature.
Statecraft is his hobby, but he mingles it
with lumber, agriculture and a general
country store. His only recreation is
chasing the deer in the wildwood and
hunting coons. He has son Uriah.
Uriah is rising 10, and is stub-and-twist
specimen of the true backwoods boy.
"Riah," said Abner Grimes the other
day, ''from the way the weather looks l
believe there's deer over back of the
mountain. Seems to me as If it was
buck, too.'
"Well, pop" said 'Riah, ''let's take the
dog and go fetch the deer in"
"Why, that's sor' exclaimed Abner, as
ifthe suggestion was sudden revelation
to him. I'VE can do that, can't we?'
So he took down his gun, called the
dog, and he. and Uriah started for the
mountain, three miles away. 'Riah car
ried no gun, it being his duty to handle
the dog and drive for deer, while his
father stood on the ridge at n runway
and put lead in the deer when 1t came
bounding by him. But Uriah had big
hunting knife in sheath at his side.
'sStart buck, 'Riah, or big doe,"
said Abner. "Dont waste time ON any
fawns."
'Riah went off with tho dog, and no
hadn't gone more than hundred yards
when the dog struck a trail and away he
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ten rods came up with the dog. 1t might
have been deer track the dog had
struck, but IL it was 1t had led plump up
against six foot bear, and the six foot
bear had his back against rock and his
eyes on the dog. The latter, emboldened
by the presence Of his master, pitched
into the bear.
The bear welcomed the dog TO his en-
brace, gave him a couple of squeezes,
and tossed him Off with such vim and
precision that his limp and almost des-
sicated carcass just missed 'Riah's head.
The dog was extremely dead.
"S-a-a-a-yl" said 'Riah, speaking to the
bear in tone Of remonstrance. "By
Jim! That was pops best dog, and,
tell you, he'll be madder'n thunderr'
just then Abner's voice, mellowed by
distance, but very distinct withal, came
down through the woods from the rum
way up on the ridge. 1t said;
"Hay, 'Riah! Come up hero with that
dog, quickl'
"Well." said 'Riah, still speaking to
the bear, ''if he 'spects me to carry that
dog up this ridge he's mistaken! But
won't he be madder'n thunderl"
All this time the bear stood with his
back to the rock, his eyes swapping, and
his jaws dropping foam. 'Riah looked
at tho unjointed body of the dog, and
then surveyed the proportions OF its UNI
terrified unjointer. The latter got tired
Of waiting, and moved forward to clear
the woods of 'Riah. 'Riah unsheathed
his hunting knife and braced himself.
"Hay, 'Riahp came the voice Of Abner
down from tho ridge again, and this
time there was impotence in it. "Why
don't you come up with that internal
dog9"
II hain't got time to explain that to
pop just now" said 'Riah, In confden-
tial tone to the bear, land hain't goin'
to scare you by hollerin' back ut him."
The bear didn't seem to care whether
'Riah had time for explanation or not,
and evidently was a good way from any
intention Of being scared. He reached
out for 'Riah with one fore paw. 'Riah
lunged forward and socked the long
blade of his knife in bruins neck. Bruin
countered on 'Riah's chest and sent him
sprawling on the ground.
The blood spurted from the hole the
knife had bored in thes bears neck. AS
'Riah fell the voice Of the hunter was
again heard on the hill.
"Hey, 'Riahl' it said. "Why in thun-
der don't you come up with that dog?"
'Riah was too busy to answer just
then, for he had all he could do to get to
his feet before the bear climbed on him.
The boy and the bear had lively tussle,
but It was q short one. The first stab
the bear received was fatal, and two
other thrusts, equally good, let out still
more blood, but when the bear fell In its
death struggle 'Riah was tired out.
He leaned up against tree to get his
wind. Then he heard his father coming
down off Of the ridge, crashing through
the brush like a wild steer.
"He's-madw painted 'Riah.
Ebay, 'Riahw Abner shouted as he
came down the hill. "What in thunder's
the matter? Where's that dog2 Why
don't you come up with him? A buck
bigger than heifer went by me, and
here hain't got any dogs It'll be wuth
twenty votes for me IL / get that bucki
Why don't you come up with that dogT'
When Abner hove in sight he discov-
cred 'Riah leaning against the tree
sobbing for wind. He didn't see the
bear that lay few yards the other side.
"What In the name of Nimrod Is the
matter with your" he gasped.
'Rah pointed to the bear.
"HoIy smoked" yelled Abner, and he
made for the nearest tree.
'He's--he's-dead, painted 'Riah. $50
is--thc dog. That's the--reason- didn't
--come up with him."
Then Abner looked the bear over and
mourned for the dog.
1--WE wasn't hunting bear, 'Riah," said