This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 Excerpt: ...could not find, therefore he stared crossly at Ross for a moment, and then dropped down behind the rock out of sight--but not out of hearing. Ross stood petrified beside the fallen tree. The memory of Tod's laughing comments on bears failed to stiffen his spine in the actual presence of this enormous marauder. It might ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 Excerpt: ...could not find, therefore he stared crossly at Ross for a moment, and then dropped down behind the rock out of sight--but not out of hearing. Ross stood petrified beside the fallen tree. The memory of Tod's laughing comments on bears failed to stiffen his spine in the actual presence of this enormous marauder. It might be as harmless as a tame cow, but it certainly did not look so--nor act so! He heard his coffee-pot rattle, heard the tin cans thrown about, heard the discontented sniffs of the hungry bear. He knew that the fire, which would have kept Bruin at a respectful distance, had died away to the last coal. Trigger's rifle, which would also have frightened the animal, lay under its feet. Ross strained his eyes across the rock incapable of thought or action, but Bruin, it seems, was capable of an unlimited amount of action. He licked the coffee-pot and then knocked it aside. He ate up the supply of cold biscuits and finished off half a box of crackers Ross had left open. Then he nosed about among the closed cans and decided they did not contain eatables. With a disgusted snort he scattered them with a powerful paw, and, still hungry, turned his attention to Ross. With his huge paws again planted on the rock, and his huge head between, he stared at the boy out of small malevolent eyes. "G-r-r-r," was his greeting. Ross, rooted beside the fallen tree, felt his hair rise. His teeth were chattering. "Q-r-r-r!" came again from Bruin. He grew taller, his neck and then his great shoulders appearing above the rock. He advanced his paws and, gripping the crevices of the rock with his powerful nails, began to draw his huge hind parts upward. Then it was that Ross was galvanized into action. He cleared the distance between the fallen tree and ...
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