The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1893-08-03

He then commenced to call as Loudly
as he could, but no answering voice
came back. And SO he climbed over
the hills in all directions, straining his
eyes in the hope of seeing something
through the faint moonlight He had
returned to the camp twice in the hope
that Harry might have come back. On
the last trip there he looked through
his partners tent and was surprised to
see all his clothes and weapons in their
accustomed places. 1t was plain now
that something strange had happened,
and he started over the hills again with
his rife cooked. He felt sure that the
animal that came to the camp in the
evening had something to do with the
disappearance of Harry and the dog.
This time he kept in the same direc-
ton, and had travelled over an hour
when he heard the bark of a dog. He
was not sure that it was their dog, but
he hoped it was, and at any rate he
started in the direction from which the
sound seemed to come.
The barking grew louder all the time
and it seemed as if the dog was angry
and furious. There were snaps and
snaps, and then it seemed to stop, as if
ne was chewing something.
As Charley got nearer he could hear
the growl of some large beast mingle
with the dogs bark, and he quickened
his steps. He stumbled over rocks and
fallen trees and at last came to an open
space at the foot of a hill, where the
barking seemed to be. He strained his
eyes several moments before he dis
tinguished any moving figure in
the dim moonlight, although the
growing and barking sounded very
near. At last he made out dark fig
ure that moved slowly, and he went in
that direction on a run. A few hun
dred yards and he was in the thick of
the disturbance.
He saw a grizzly she bear at least
eight feet high standing on its hind
legs and carrying the limp body of a
man in its forepaws. His dog was
swapping at the bears hams, and a
well-grown cub was near by doing
all it could to keep away from the dog.
Charley knew in an instant that it
=.
gone into his tent and carried him off,
and that the dog followed to do all he
could to save his master
At first he thought Harry must be
dead, but he called to him and got a
low moan for an answer. The bear
also found out that it had another an
tagonist and for a moment stood still.
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The dog saw that help was near and in
creased the fury of his attacks on the
bear, while the cub came close to its
mother.
Charley was watching his chance to
get in a shot with his rife, so as not to
put Harry in danger, but it was very
difficult, and he moved about from one
place to another. At last the old bear
dropped Harry on the ground, when the
cub jumped on him to hold him down,
and went for Charley, who fired almost
at random, as he was little surprised
at the sudden change in affairs. But
the shot took effect, for the old bear
fell to the ground a moment, but got
up and came to the attack with great
fury.
Charley looked over toward Harry
and saw that he was attempting to rise
to his feet, but appeared too weak to
do SO. The dog had attacked the cub
and kept it from doing any harm. 1t
was too large for the dog to kill, but he
could pull its trousers" as the hunters
say, and that is something bear will
not stand. He soon got the cub quite a
distance from Harry, when Charley
looked over and saw that he was safe.
1t was only momentary glance, as
he had all he could do with the old
bear, and knew that if she ever got hold
of him it was all up with him, as she
was in a terrible state of fury.
She had been famed in some way by
the first shot, and Harry was looking
for chance to put a bullet where it
would do the most good, but he did not
have much time to select spot, as the
old bear was soon jumping for him. He
also commenced to jump to keep out of
her way, but managed to send several
bullets into her body, all of which
failed to reach any vital spot. Five
times he fired, and the clumsy crea-
ture was dripping with blood, but
it did not seem at all inclined to stop
the proceedings.
The moon was now getting low and
black veil was coming over the land
scape, so that Charley could not dis
tiuguish his friend, but could hear the
same old sounds of growing and fight
ing.
When Charley pulled the lever of his
rife for the sixth shot feeling of hor-
ror came over him because it stuck and
would not close. 1t was too dark to
see what the difficulty was. so he pulled
and jer1ed at it in the hope that he might
jar il into a condition of working; but
his efforts failed and the old bear was
as ferocious as ever. But what was to
be done?
He had neither knife nor revolver,
and it would not do to save his own life
by running away and leaving his friends
to certain death. In fact such an idea
was not in his head for an instant be-
fore he had dubbed his rife and COM
menced to beat the bear over the ribs
when he could manage to get in blow.
But he might as well have struck at a
bale of hay so little effect did his blows