| Show stans B ans IS LIKE it rk ly IY l y the le treatment of her a cubs cabs lie he lost a shot As A 9 wo lay at a t nightfall night fall drowsily 4 sticking snick king ing our pipes around a c crackling rac kling fire after a long day days S shooting ing a n minden we drew our guide a griz fled huntsman of 49 into recitals of ila ais prowess and this is one of the tales he told 1 I once saw a she var bar act toward tier cubs jus as ive seen been cimmin act low toward rd their children ho he began iye ye dont believe that do ye well ill tell ye how it was an bobbe yell then agree with me theres a heap heal of mo therin in bears I 1 had located a swarm of wild bees in a old holler tree far upward toward tho the top an I 1 att noticed latticed iced that a bar had found the honey adora I 1 had fur I 1 could see the mark clarki i of his hia claws plain enough on the lark bark so I 1 jus made up my mind to seo goo if I 1 catch the var bar too that night I 1 remember the moon WAS nigh full jus as she is tonight an after supper I 1 loaded my double barild shotgun with buckshot an jus strolled out to the tree ann long bout bouer midnight I 1 jus heard tho the bruer bruah crackling I 1 know the bar was waa comin homo home sure enough in jus about a minute I 1 seen the critter an an old she var bar with two c subs cubs a tagging at her heels tho the old war bar I 1 she sniffed about the butt 0 the t tree ree jus a couple 0 times an then jus us tuck stuck in her claws and clum s she got up moron moren her length up the tree afore those bl arsted cubs began to whine an take on like every thin the old var bar I 1 she jus looked back at first a an n growled as say drat yo shut up u P an kep on climbing but the cubs kep up their whimpering whim perin an finally the mother blar bar she clum down an sir she ju in sot em up on their hanches an give each on lent cm a cuff along side the head as say there d ye willye will ye yo shut shu tup up an that fixed em an they never lot let a deap after that so the old var bar she bhe went on climbing clim bin the tree an began bearin at the top with her teeth bryin to get at the honey an I 1 jus sot an looked on fur I 1 want to jus then yell well the old var bar she kepl kep a bearin an a bearin at the food an n those two cubs sat as meek as could be fur about fifteen or twenty minutes an then they got with each other an cuttin up capers jus liko like two kittens an all the time the old var bar was a bearin and a bearin to get at the honey soon one of the cu cubs began g a whimpering an the old mother mothe r var bar sho she shinned chinned down that tree quick ern goose grease an she took those two cubs an sho she set em up on their hanches an sho she give em cm the all fir edest dressin down jus as ai say hell roast ye will yo ye shot up an those two cubs they never let a peep or winked a hair after that anthe an the old var bar she clum back up to the gibney hi mey pot an begun a bearin at the wood again like all possessed an I 1 sot an looked on to see what them cubs would do an am jus jug about half an hour after that the old bar she got a hole big enough in the tree sos she could get her paw through an she beun begun be un haulin out great chunks of hon honey an she never took a taste herself though she looked hungry I 1 thought but jus clum up an down that tree a bearin out the honey an ana feadin it to her cubs an jus as ag I 1 was a chinkin whether I 1 better shoot or whether I 1 better batter w q until the old var bar had kind ol 01 0 taken the edgel edge offa her appetite with a gob 0 honey I 1 m blessed if that old mother var bar an her two cubs jus git right up ana an walk off |
