The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1899-07-17

| growlin' like a thunder storm. an hep
hair stood on end all over her body, 50
that she looked as big as an OK.
Mr.. Reporter threw his rifle wildly to
MS shoulder and fired. AS luck would
have II. the ball struck the bear some
! where in the side an made her madder
thdn ever. For one desperate moment
MT. Reporter tried to pump her full OF
holes, but he was so fustered an scarf
that he couldn't make the blamed old
pump work. The bear reared up on
her hind legs right in front OF him.
could see his face grow white as milk.
an then, with mad yell OF terror, no
nung the rifle at her head an bolted for
a tree. The condemned idiot didnt
know enough 10 climb a small tree but
scrambled UP the trunk of a great cak
what the bear could climb as quick as
he could. The bear wasn't more,u ten
feet behind him, an growhn' an
gnashin' her long, white teeth awful to
hear She went up the tree so quick
that the reporter didn't care To- climb
up high, out crawled out on great
limb, thinkin' that the bear would fear
10 follow. When the bear came 10 The
limb, she paused an began 70 glowI
more terrible than ever. Mr.. Reporter
sat straddle of the limb. a-ho.din' on
WITH both hands. an swore at the bear.
lie was that scarf he had plum forgot
all ABOUT the BIG horse pisto! an knife
ne had IN his belt. The bear began eau
tlously 10 creep out on the limb.
Shoot her! Shoot her, For Gods
sake, shoot her quick yelled the re-
porter, hitchin' back further an fur
ther on the limb
I'm not to do any shootin' Won
KNOW says back. You're TO xiii the
pear. You was Goin' to pump her
full OF holes M t
in. -
The bear kept crawlin' nearer am
nearer, all OF a sudden the reporter lost
ms balance an went down, but he
neld on 10 the limb with both hands.
ne Jar tumbled the bear off, but ste.
TOO. caught the limk with her FORE
paws,an there they hung, a fecin' each
other an kickin, not more'n six feet
apart Neither could get back on tho
hmb, because when the bear would try
70 swing her body up the man would
KICK her In the stomach an knock her
oack, an when the reporter tried TO do
the same trick the bear, with one Wig
0rous kick of her hind legs ripped
the pantaloons an drawers clean off
ms legs an took lot OF skin along with
them. The limb of the tree had bent
considerable with the weight OF the
man an bear. an the reporters feet
Wasn't NOR n six feet above the ground
but he was too scarf TO know Il an
didn't dare 10 let go. thinking that
every bone in his body would be broke
by the fall.
For moment they hung there this
way, the reporter yellin' for me to
shoot an Swearin'--gosh how ne could
sMear-=an- -hear-kiclcin- an, grow
In an gnashin' her teeth fit 10 make
ones blood run cold: then. all of a sud-
den, the limb broke, an bear an man
went 10 the ground together the limb
'allin' on top OF both. with a crash like
thunder.
Il don't know who was the mosc
'cart, the man or the bear: bur / guess
Z was six of one an half dozen OF
ne other. The reporter jumped TO hts
eet an ran yellin' through the woods,
ne thick underbrush scratchin' his
'are legs at every pump: an; the bear.
With yelp OF fright bounded away
lp the mountain side.
j picked up the reporters rifle an
tarted out TO track him up. l found
nm roostin' I'm the top branches OF a
all hick'ry tree, an shiverin so
ould feel the ground tremble near the
runk
Come down. quckv yelled, 'or the
,ear Will get away from youv
+" 'Dash-it- ta-dash, Dash, Blank-it-
a-blank' Blank! Blank the bear he re-
marked. Then seem the monster
wasn't in sight. he began slowly an
to crawl down the tree.
When he reached the ground I OF
cred him his rife.
DIN the gum ne said. shortly.
You can have H. Take me TO your
loene.' lie was that glum all the long
way back that not another word could
get out OF HIM. though / tried 20 put
linn I'm good humor by teliin' him how
'unny II all really was an what a
good story II would make for his
,aper
When We came 20 my cabin he
rrabbeA his bag took ont a new pair
II trousers. an put them on.
I'm gOin' home. GOld-by an he
tarted down the path icadln' % cats
Eve Mills. nine miles down the valley.
BE YOU In such hurry 90 tell YOUR
eaders how % Kill bear that YOU can't
Wait no longer? I called ouf after HIM.
No he answered savaRriv An
Z / ever hear OF your tellln' any one
bout this bear hunt IN send a prize
lghter 8p from New York 10 knock
our tceth through the back OF Your
ead an he Was gone.
THAT was the most fun I ever haf
,frfin bear" finished the old hunter.
he knocked the ashes out OF his pips
nd rehlied 10 with tobacco Ever-tt
fcNeill in st. Louis Globe-Derocrate