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. 1854 Excerpt: ... her attitude was so threatening, that he durst neither advance nor retreat, and for several hours was kept pinned to the same spot; but he shall tell his own story. "On the morning of the 12th of May, 1845," so he wrote me, "I was in the forest between Munkforss and the lake Skiirgen, for the purpose of shooting hares ...
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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. 1854 Excerpt: ... her attitude was so threatening, that he durst neither advance nor retreat, and for several hours was kept pinned to the same spot; but he shall tell his own story. "On the morning of the 12th of May, 1845," so he wrote me, "I was in the forest between Munkforss and the lake Skiirgen, for the purpose of shooting hares. One of the dogs began to bay in a sharp quick manner as if at people or cattle. I ran in haste towards the spot, supposing it to be a poacher visiting my Tjader-lek (the spot where the Capercali carry on their amours in the spring), which was situated on the western side of a pretty high eminence thickly covered both with brushwood and timber trees. On reaching the summit of the hill, I heard an extraordinary cry overhead, and on looking up, observed two young bears squatted amongst the upper branches of a lofty spruce-pine, but I was ignorant of the presence of the mother. I had no balls, but immediately fired both barrels loaded with shot, though without bringing them down. I commenced reloading with all possible rapidity, but had only put in the powder, when I saw the old bear rushing towards me at the top of her speed. When, however, she had approached to within about twelve feet of the spot where I stood, she, with her forepaws placed on a great fir log, suddenly halted, and set up an awful roaring. In fear and trembling I continued recharging my gun, during which time she slowly retreated out of view; but three or four minutes afterwards I again observed her as she 264 STATE OF SIEGE. was standing quite still in a thick brake at about twenty paces distance. Her left side was towards me, and taking aim behind her shoulder, I forthwith discharged one barrel, on which she uttered a terrible growl, and wheeling about, starte...
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