Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-02-03

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know him, Don't you wish We had
bear, Dorothy"
Listen to him brag," sooffed
Dorothy. IF you put your hand in
his mouth he'd bite it all the way
off, clear through the bones and
ALL"
Jaw! he would not"
He would, too"
We'll, | wish l had one, any
way Davie sighed as IL he found
the world a hard place in which to
live. Il never do have much fun"
THAT beats ALL cried father
Dear, getting ready to weep be-
cause you haven't a tame bear.
I'm going to tell you a secret
Bruno wasn't a real bear, you
know. I'm making him up out of
my head as I go along, and II you
want me to tell more you'll have
to stop talking"
Before you begin again, could a
real bear be as nice as Bruno?" de-
1nanded Davie. his eyes sparkling.
Father Bears reply was eau
tious.
Il hardly-think so,' said he, and
Davie cheered up. "Then III stop
wishing for one" he answered, 80
begin, father"
Father Dear snothered a yawn,
looked at his watch, declared that
1t was high time two certain young
people were in bed and asleep, and
took up his tale once more.
"All the time that Bruno was
playing so gaily his master, Rocco,
was sound asleep under the tree.
dreaming, as ! said before, of his
sunny, happy Italy. Pretty soon
the weather changed a little. A
cool wind chased the perspiration
from his brow, and blew his dark,
curly hair down over his eyes.
Rocco stirred.
Then a big bee came sailing
lazily along, bu2zing a contented
little song, wholly pleased with the
sunshine and the world as he found
it.
He paused over flower, slipped
of it's sweetness, and slowly ap-
preached the sleeping Rocco, light
ing at last on his outstretched
hand. Rocco moved his fingers
fretfully and the bee, who did not
know that Rocco was asleep,
promptly defended himself by
stinging Rocco's thumb.
yelling with pain and fright.
Rocco jumped to his feet and
placed his thumb in his mouth. A
bee sting Is no joke" Fathe:' Dear
grinned at the fire as he thought of.
a time when he and several other
boys had battle with the lively
little things Pretty soon, though,
the pain died down. Rocco began
again to feel hungry. and tired and
thirsty.
Come, Bruno he said, come
about in dismay. why, where da
bear? Gooda Bruno! Come Bruno?'
Louder and louder he called, and
then he spied the broken rope and
knew that Bruno had run away.
Weeping, Rocco sat under the
tree to which the rope was tied and
benoaned the loss OF his pet. Bruno
was more than his pet, however.
1t was the bear that brought in the
pennies that Rocco was saving, the
pennies that were to make the dol
lars that would take them back to
Italy. SO Rocco had reason to
weep.
A man in a cart drove up.
"'Why don't you look for the
bear instead of sitting there and
crying about lt?' he wanted to
know. You may find him in q few
minutes
But I donta know where to
look walled Rocco. But he jumped
to his feet. The man invited him to
get in The cart and ride to the top
of the hill.
"'You can see everywhere from
there he said, and the woods are
not SO very thick. It'd be lucky
if you spied him on the other side,
now wouldn't 1t? Would he come IL
you called him?'
) "'You beta he would. Bruno
Iowa me vera mooch,' said Rocco as
he climbed over the wheel.
I'D like to see thai bear de-
clared the man; he must be pretty
tame. I hope nobody thinks he's
wild and shoots him fore you git
him.
Rocco groaned at the idea.
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