The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1892-09-30


Of the patch, a long distance from
where the bear was making break to
escape from the tangle ~ laurels. He
ran toward the spot as fast as he could
He had stationed there two OF the
ardent ''fellers" he had brought from
Jim SouScr's camp, but he wanted to
be there himself. When he reached
the spot all was quiet. One of the
hunters was leaning against tree. He
was as white as a sheet He was Dan
Space, the hunter who had wanted to
start right in after the bear without
waiting for morning.
Where's the b'ar?' exclaimed Abel.
Didn't see no b'ar." replied Dan, his
teeth chattering
The bear had come out not twenty
feet from him, crossed the creek and
gone on north,
That bar most run over you, by
Juniper cried Abel, IAN you've stood
by an made present of it to Cub Con-
ners, 'stido film it with leadr'
But the dogs were on the trail, and,
led by Abel, we followed, in the hope
of still saving the bear from Cub Con-
ncrs, All but Dan Space. Abel told
him his eyesight was too poor to hunt
bear, and sent him home. For six
miles, over hills, through thickets,
across hollows we followed the bear
and the dogs narassed by the dogs,
the bears progress was slow, but rapid
enough to keep just far enough ahead
of us to prevent anyone getting shot.
"If we don't gether in that bar fore
he gifts through that laurel patch yen
der, or else git him p inted south ag'in, y"
said Abel, hes Cub Corners meat, an
nothin' surer,"
The laurel patch was off to the right,
and the bear was heading for it. Abel
made a short cut across hill to reach
the patch and go around to its upper
edge before the bear could reach it,
directing us to take positions in the
hollow south of the patch.
'If the bar gifts through them
laurcls." said he, "rll be there an stop
him with some lead. III the lead don't
hcft him down so he can't travel no
more, he'll turn an lead the dogs back
ag'in, an then you fcllerS kin put some
more lead in him. If he keeps on
a-goin', we've saved him anyhow, fer
Wen be gittin' him back ont O. the
reach o Cub Corners"
Abel got around the patch before the
bear got into il, and we got to our
places in the hollow some time after
the bear disappeared in the laurels.
mn NJ h.a Of al
rifle echoed among the hills. Not long
aftcrward the bear and the two dogs
came tumbling out of the thicket and
rolled in a heap down a knoll into the
hollow. When the bear got to his feet
and shuii.ed on his way again only one
dog followed him. The other he had
crushed TO death in the struggle down
the knoll. Three rife balls were sent
after him as he crossed the hollow, the
remaining dog at his heels, but he kept
right on. We were soon Joined by
Abel, who, although the bear had sue
ccssfully run the gauntlet of every gun
and had killed one of the dogs, was
radiant.
We've euchercd Cub Corners, all
the same" he exclaimed. II wish that
dog layin' over yender had ben him!
Well git that bar back into our laurel
patch, an thcn he's our meat
Back over the six miles of hill and
thicllet and hollow, weary, hot, hungry,
thirsty, tattcred and soiled, we fol-
lowed the trail once more. 1t was late
in the afternoon when we ran the
,r,4A 4
him from in the morning.
Now, then, by jumpers exclaimed
Abel, I'm gointer follcr that bar
right into the patch, an have some fun
with him. We got him away from Cub
Corners pooty slick, an I'll twit The
consarncd pirate of it next time | see
him"
Abel was about to plunge into the
laurel patch, after directing us where
to go, when the report of a rifle, quick
~ followed by another, came from the
edge of the patch, off to the right.
Abel looked surprised. | hurried of
in the direction of the shots. and Abel
came along. On that side of the laurcls
| came suddenly upon a strapping big
PsiN lie WIS lCanll0 on
the muzzle OF his rifle. One foot was
on "A big bear thai lay dead on the
ground, with lin SouSer's remaining
dog smiling AT it. The woodsmau was
looking at us with a peculiar grin.
Abel stopped rs if he had been shot
when he saw the man. As soon as he
found his voice he exclaimed:
Cub Corners, by Junipcrr
Il ben tryin' to round up this cum
min old bar fer two weeks" said the
woodsman, but he was too many fer
me alone. I'm much oblcedgcd to YOU
fellerS for helpin' me ont with him"
He rrinrcd worse shan ever. Abel
turned ON his heel and STROBE back to
camp, and followed HIM. lie didn't
speak for an hour. Then he smote the
Cat OF one hand with his INST and cx-
claimed;
Bars hain't safe in these woods no
morc,"-N. V sun,
\ Great Name.