The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1905-05-13
| a Sociiable Bear
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greedy hunters rifle, and his thick,
glossy pelt hangs high in a Bangor mar
ket shop, waiting for purchaser. The
death of Bingo has caused sorrow to
many who dwell in the wild region about
Seeboomook Falls, and well it might,
for to these mourners. he was, both in
youth and in middle age, a seeiable
neighbor and appreciative friend.
Melville Doughty, better known as
Long Mel" feels especially sad over
the loss of his furry friend, for from
long experience in forest life and close
contact with wild things, he knows that
it is 100 to that he will never again
meet with such a knowing and sociable
sort of bear as the late departed.
Seems if they might abound some
thin else to shoot in all this country
up here, 'cept that one good, decent
BAR" mournfully remarked Mel. as he
sat on the deacon seat at McLean's
camp and added the smoke of his corn
cob pipe to the general fog. Why, that
bar was as good neighbours Il ever had,
an I've ben liYin' in these parts more.n
80 year
He was left an orphan when he was
just little cub an found him one.day
a-suckin' Of his paws at the aidge o. the
tote road to the falls. Brought him home
an give him some naush an molasses,
an he sot right up like any child an in
jyed it, too. When he got some size on
him he quit stayin round the camp SO
reg lar, an used to go out foragin' on
his own hook. Then he went to DENIM,
like any bar, which was only nat'ral
but he always was neighborly, an never
seemed to forgit what Id done for him.
Member the time well when he fit a
lueifee that got into the camp an would
have ct up my little girl-fit him an
licked him to shoestrings, too, by gosh.
Pulled the same young one out Of the
lake when it got in over it's head, an
did lot of other good turns that I'll
never forgit. Did a good many chores,
too, around the place. Do you good to
see that bar weed my onion pateh-jest
rasped them weeds outen the ground
with his claws, like patent harrow. All
liS tAaIASo 1ol AAo l1OuNiC WIGS {. GiSh y
mush an molasses. Bars is terrible
fond D. sweet stuff But Bingo. he was
an honist bar-never stole anythin'.
He'd set all day side of a key O. molasses
an never put a paw into it.
Summer time. Bingo used to go up
above the falls an I'll himself with
raspberries, an our little girl would
go long with him. When he'd got. his
own fill, he'd turn to an fill the little
girls pail-eould do It Guicker'n scat.
Ever see bar pick berries? Well, sir,
when it comes to that kind O. business,
you an amt in it with the slowest b ar
that ever wore fur. Nat'ral talent with |
EN-.
'Bingo, he hadn't no faults but one.
He did like likker Some one down to
camp learnt him that. He |
vent down there one Christmas an, sot
! while with the boys, who were hayin'
If a great time. a Frenehman had come
over the line few days afore that with |
L kag O morson-that there white rum
he Canucks have-an' it was passin'
round pretty free that Christmas day,
One o. the fellers, Jack Kelley, I'm Ban
sor, he says, There's Bingo-whats the
natter with givin' him ball out o. that
Tag" So they poured some out in a big
in dipper, an give it to Bingo, an cuss
ne If he didn't swaller it downs though I
I'd ben molasses syrup. Pretty warm
n the camp, with big fire a-blazin', an
ust thing they knew that morson begun
2 work on Bingo. Fore anyone could
move, that there b ar up an grabbed the
.ag put it to his head an gulped down
bout quart. Then, mister, things be-
sun to hum.
There was q Frenchman in the crew
amed Paul Larsen. who thought he
.auld rassle some, an he'd ben shown
IL that afternoon. while Bingo was in
amp, THROWN everyone be come to.
singo, he 'membered this, an when the
1orson begun to bile up inside O. him
n he got to fee1in' real good an kinky.
e jest raced over to where Larsen was
changfn Of his pants an grabbed him
ound the belly with both paws. Lar
en- he yelled for the bar to let go, but
lingo he jest grinned-he. could grin an
Lift like anyone human-an twisted that
'renehman off'n his feet like he was
lid, THROWN him On the fiat q his
ack with a slam that made his teeth
attle
Then the crowd they yelled an LATED
to raise the roof, an Bingo, KNOWN
lat was pIuase, he jest danced a Jig in
lie middle o the floor, kicked over all
Ie seats and ripped blankets off'n
inks an fin'y chased the cook out to
le Wangan, cause the cook was man
J didn't like Hit him over the nose
cet. cause he stuck his head in the
Winder. 81
Well, sir. the cook he yelled bloody
urder. an shut the door d the Wangan
mp after him with d bang an bolted
inside. Bingo, he Jest sot there in tie
ow, a-waitin for the cook to come out,
{ all the camp crew couldn't bulge
"a. They might a-done 1t with an Ak,
eanrse- hIlf thew wouldn't ,cansezfhey {
ought a heap more o. the bar than
ey did q the cook, who used to be a
rber down to Milo Junction, an wore I