The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1892-10-01
TO SPITE CUB CONNERS
Why Abel Chased Bruin-The Dis
couraging Result.

The bear would never have been
chased so long nor SO far, at that time
of year, when its fur was worthless
and its meat not yet in condition fit
even for hungry campers to eat, if it
hadn't been that old Woodsman Abel
Fuller, of Kettle Creek, was deter
mined that it shouldn't fall into the
hands of Cub Conners.
'It's 'tarpal shame to cut that
bars campaign short" old Abel had
said, "him just a-startin' in fer the
summer, an promisin' to swell out
three or four hundred pound o. the best
kind o. hide, meat and taller, long
about Thanlsgivin' time; but Cub Con-
ners I'll get him, sure as powder, if we
don't, so it'll be doin' the bar q mercy
an spitin' Cub at the same time fer us
to pitch in an save him by KILN of
him ourselfs."
This was down on Barley run, on the
edge of the big hemlock woods. A bel
had returned to the cabin on the creek
after days trout fishing just in time
to see the bear walking out of the
shanty with a piece of pork and disap-
pear in the laurels. There was only
one gun in camp. The gun was Abers.
Wherever the old woodsman goes he
takes his gun with him, and it is al
ways loaded for bear So Abel, when
he saw the bear walking away with the
pork, had stood still in his tracks for
moment, and then said:
'"That bar hain't good fer nothin',
but Wen have to git him. If we don't
Cub Conners IL gether him in an
wouldn't have that happen fer hull
menageric full of bar. So I'll go over
to Jim Souser's an git another gun, an
tell Jim TO come over here 'arly to-mor-
row mornin' hisself, n fetch his dog.
Keep your eye peeled fer the bar,
sonny, while I'm gone, an if he comes
out o that laurel patch an goes to
crOssin' the creek, with his head p'intin
north, give him both o. them bar'ls o.
my gun an tumble him, fer if he gifts
acrosst that creek an p'ints fer north
he'll be goin' straight fer Cub Conners',
an Cub IL git him, an it's to perfect
the bar from Cub Conners that we're
goiu' to kill him ourselfs."
Then Abel started for Jim Souser's
shanty, which was down on Fair Run,
two miles distant, through the woods.
Cub Conners was a dweller in that will
derness that none of the hunters liked.
He lived by himself in the center of one
of the best hunting and fishing regions
and had a cheerful way of shooting the
dogs OF other hunters who went into
woods, of burning down their shanties,
of even taking sly shot at hunters
themselves once in awhile, it was said,
and of making himself as offensive
and dam aging to them as he could find
ways and means of doing. Conse-
quently ne was hated and feared of all
other woodsmen, and they lost no OPP
portunity of checRmating him in the
way of getting game, even if they had
TO put themselves to no end of trouble,
or remove deer out of season or run
down a bear under July sun. 1t was
to prevent the possibility of this camp
looting bear that Abel had discovered
from falling into the hands of this
despised Cub Corners that the old
woodsman was going TO so much trouble
to run it down himself, right in the
height of the best trout fishing
1t was long after dark when Abel
got back from Jim Souser's. Three
men with guns We're with him and two
dogs,
THE bar hain't pinted fer Cub Com
ners', has hep" asked A bel.
No: the bear hadn't.
Then he won't pint there tonight,
an Wen save him from the disgrace o.
doin' OF it tomorrow" said Abel "Jim
Souser want to home, an I'm dunn
sorry, fer l don't know anybody as
could keep that bar out of Cubs hands
as well as Jim could. But we've got his
dogs, an here's some fellers as has
come TO help us save the bar, though
they hain't never experienced bar yit.
But they're jist spilin' to git whack
at one"
That's jist what we bel" exclaimed
one of the three, "We'd like to git at
him to-night!
"You kin see him iist as well by day
light, said Abel $50 wen wait till
mornin'."
Early next morning the old woods
man sent the dogs into the laurel patch,
having stationed us in various positions
around the big thicliet. The dogs
worked about in the swamp for nearly
an hour before they routed up the
bear, Then there was = sudden burst
OF yelps and growls and loud swapping
Of Gayage jaws The laurels crashed
and ''swayed The bear had been
started, and, contrary to the expecta-
ton OF old Abel, his head was p'inted
north. Crash! crash! Snapl snarl! yelp!
growl! Away toward the edge OF the
laurels dogs and bear tumbled and
fought. Abel himself was on one side
of the patch, a long distance from
where the bear was making u break to
escape from the tangle of laurels. He
ran toward the spot as fast as he could.
lie had stationed there two of the
ardent ''fellers" he had brought from
Jim Souser's camp, but he wanted 10
be there himself. When he reached
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