Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 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.
ITS '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 Thanksgivin' time: but Cub Con-
ilers II get him, sure as powder, if we
don't, so it'll be doin' the bar n mercy
AN spitin' Cub at the same time fer us
no pitch in an save him by KILN of
him ourselfs.'
I'his was down on Barley run, on the
edge of the big hemlocli woods. Abel
hnd returned to the cabin on the creek
after II days trout fishing just in time
to see the bear walking out of the
=shanty with Il 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 haiu't good fer nothin',
'bnt we'll have to git him. If we don't
~ ',,l, l. -. T
wouldn't have that happen fer n hull
Incnageric 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-
TOW mornin' hissclf, n fetch his dog.
keep your eye peeled fer the bar,
sonny, while I'm gone, an if he comes
80 ont o that laurel patch an goes to
.'crussin' the creek, with his head p'intin'
north, give him both o. them bar'ls o.
Imy gun an tumble him, fer if he gifts
=icrosst that creek an p'ints fer north
hen be goin' straight fer Cub Conners',
an Cub IL git him, an it's to perfect
the bar from Cub Conners that we're
goin' to kill him oursclfs."
Then Abel started for Jim Souscr's
'shanty, which was down on Fair Run,
Ah' 'hilSS 'iSNshe, eiiotE'i viz NophS.
Cab Conncrs was dwcllcr in that will
.drrncss that none of the hunters liked.
He lived by himself in the center of one
>of the best hunting and fishing regions
and had cheerful way of shooting the
dogs of other hunters who went into
Moods. of burning down their shanties,
eof even taking sly shot at hunters
themselves once in awhile, it was said,
and Of making himself as offensive
and da m aging to them as he could find
ways and means of doing. Conse-
qncntly he was hated and feared of all
other woodsmen, and they lost no OPP
dortunity of chccllIuating him in the
way of getting game, even if they had
to put themselves to no end of trouble,
ulr remove Il deer out of season or run
down Il bear under Il July sun. 1t was
TO prevent the possibility of this camp
Iooting bear that Abel had discovered
from falling into the hands of this
.c!cspiscd Cub Conncrs that the old
woodsman was going to SO much trouble
10 run it down himself, right in the
licight of the best trout fishing.
!, was long after dark when Abel
got back from Jim Souser's. Three
ti!IHh WIFI gums were Will nlm anu Two
dogs.
The bar hain't p'intcd fer Cub Con-
-ncrs, has hep" asked bel.
No; the bsar hadn't.
''Ihcn he won't pint there tonight,
an we'll save him from the disgrace o.
doin' of it tomorrow" said Abel. 'Jim
sS0uscr want to home, an I'm DUN
'ssorry, fer ! don't know anybody as
could keep that bar ont of Cubs hands
as well as Jim could But we've got his
dogs, an here's some fellcrs as has
Suauc to help us save the bar, though
Ghey hain't never experienced bar yit.
But they're jist spilin' to git whack
at one.
That's jist what we bc!' exclaimed
one of the three. WED like TO git at
him to-night!''
You kin see him jist as well by day
qiglit," said Abel $50 we'll wait till
.enornin'.'
Early next morning the old woods
rnuH sent the dogs into the laurel patch.
having stationed us in various positions
around the big thicket The dogs
svoriscd about in the swamp for nearly
np hour before they routed up the
bear. Then there was Il sudden burst
of gclps and growiS and loud swapping
0f savayc jaws. The laurels crashed