32 THE HIVE OF THE BEE-HUNTER. 



left side of his face is good looking, but the right side 

 seems to be ucder the influence of au invisible air-pump; 

 it looks drawn out of shape ; his perpendicular height 

 is six feet one inch, but that gives the same idea of his 

 length that the diameter gives of the circumference ; 

 how long Bob Herring would be if he were drawn 

 out, it is impossible to tell. Bob himself says, that he 

 was made on too tall a scale for this world, and that he 

 was shoved in like the joints of a telescope, — poor in 

 flesh, his enormous bones and joints rattle when he 

 moves, and they would no doubt long since have fallen 

 apart, but for the enormous tendons that bind them to- 

 gether as visibly as a good sized hawser would. 



Such is Bob Herring, — who on a bear hunt will do 

 mjore hard work, crack more jokes, and be more active 

 than any man living ; sustaining the whole with unflinch- 

 ing good humor, never getting angry except when he 

 breaks his whiskey-bottle, or has a favorite dog open on 

 the wrong trail. 



My first visit to Satan's Summer Retreat, was pro- 

 pitious ; my companions were all choice spirits ; the 

 weather was fine, and Bob Herring inimitable. The 

 bustling scene that prefaced the "striking the camp" 

 for night lodgings, was picturesque and animated ; a 

 long ride brought us to our halting-place, and there was 

 great relief in again stepping on the ground. 



* Having hoppled our horses, we next proceeded to 

 build a fire, wKich was facilitated by taking advantage 



