The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1895-04-02

Huutcr, MS boot came Or, ana the bear
tumbled back. But bruin was nimble
and was up and had Jackson by ono
leg of his trousers before he had moved
upward IL foot.
The trousers were stout, o,d-fash-
Toned hickory and held firm in the
bears teeth. Jackson couldn't move
IN inch. To get moro advantage tho
bear seized the other leg with paw.
1t yanlled and yanlscd, and jackson
saw but one way to save himself from
being pulled back to hand to-hand
tussle with the boar. Holding to the
tree with one arm he quickly unbut-
toned his suspendors. At the next
yanlS the bear gavo it stripped Jack
sons trousers from him us the skin Is
taken off an eel and tumbled backward
on the ground. When tho bear go. up
Jackson had caught the branches and
pulled himself out of reach.
AS he was settling himself in the
tree something entered his line of vi
sion that came near tumbling him to
the ground, it startled him SO. On O
little knoll, not ten yards away, stood
the big and aggravating buck, its
head high in the air, looking on at the
had been having, land loolsin' tickled
half to death, too" jackson said, after
ward
Il don't s'pose you got any kind of
an idce how feller feels up tree on
n frosty day without any trousers on"
Jackson went on, with q durn agra
vatin' deer starin' ut you an actually
loolkin' as if he could hardly keep from
Dustin right out a-laughin', an q big
bear standin' under you, holdin' the
trousers he skinned off o. you, am kind
o loollin' as if he didn't know whether
to git sleert an run or git madden an
climb the tree and skin You some
more. don't s'posc you have any kind
of an idee how u Teller feels In Fix
like that, but he don't feel as if he was
settin' by his fro side eatin' crullers
an drinliin' cidcr."
From what friend jackson has to
say about the matter the bear must
have been so surprised at the strange
escape of the hunter that the moro it
pondcred over the matter the unoasicr
it became. After looking from tho
trousers up at Jackson and from Jack
son down at the trousers, two or throc
times. the bear turned abruptly and
limped away as fast Us he could, disap-
pouring in the brush off in the diroc-
ton of the creek. The buck still re-
maincd on the knoll. n spectator.
"Jist you wait there till 1 climb
down out o this tree an git my trousers
on" said Jackson. Then I'll tend TO
your mutton"
jackson was half way down the tree,
when. with an ugly snort and every
bristlc erect, the buck came prancing
from the knoll toward him.
IA toy monkey" says jackson,
couldn't elm his stick quiclscr'n
got back into that trce!"
But that little piece of fun with
Jackson seemed to satisfy tho buck,
and, after looking at him for a mo-
mcnt where he pcrched shivcring on
limb, the deer bounded away in the
same direction the bear had gone.
jackson waited Il good while before he
ventured to the ground, though, for he
wasn't sure but the nggravating and
eccentric buck was only hiding noar
by, waiting for q chance to pounco I'D
on him and make o lot more trouble
for him. But the buck wasn't. Jack
the bear had stripped from him, and
sat down to think the matter over.
THAT unprecedented buck has gone
straight for the crock" he said, land
now if Phil Sourbeer is any good he'll
lay low and bore hole clear through
him with both bar'ls an we'll lug the
aggravatin' cuss homo rojoicin'."
by and by Jackson started over to-
ward the creek to see how Phil was
making out. He had gone a half mile
or SO, when he met Phil.
Did you plug him, PHILIP" said Jack
son. "Hullo! What makes YOU so
wet? Did you have to rassel him in
the crcek?"
Phil was dripping wet from head to
foot.
"Rassel nothin'," said he. "Sav,
faint safe to hunt that buck"
burned if l don't think you're
right" replied Jackson. What did
he mix up with? Bear?"
Bear an wildcats" said Phil. ST
was settin behind tree over on tho
banks o. the creek. waitin' fer him to
como along SOS l could plug him,
when suddenly heard noise behind
me. looked around an there come
bear out O. the brush, wallsin' on three
feet an loolein' worried.
Ding yer says l, I'll stop your
worryin'F l hauled up an gave him
one bar'l right in the face, but bird
shot never was worth nothin', l don't
suppose. to knock over bear with, an
this one jist blinkcd an winked lit
tie an limped back into the bushes an
out O sight. got thinking what
muss mowt got in Il peggin' away
at bear with bird shot, an the more
| thought of it the moro | could see