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got a new gun, a regular bear-gun. It's the old 

 reliable Sharp's rifle." 



" I want to know ! " 



"Yes. We are going to bave bear-meat this 

 year." 



" I want to know ! I saw bear-tracks down below 

 the meadow not over a week ago, and not a month 

 ago one ate up my calf that died. There are bear 

 here. Beaty and his partner have been after them, 

 but they get nothing." 



Dinner was soon ready and all went into the house 

 to attend to the inner man. Reuben was a privileged 

 character, but Mrs. Harvey let him understand that 

 his privileges ended at the door of the house, and he 

 stood near the step chewing an old dish-rag which 

 had inadvertently been left outside. The most 

 noticeable change about the place was on the table. 

 Plates, knives, forks, spoons, and dishes were there, 

 and they were set on a fine extension table. But 

 when the viands were spread there was something 

 which could not have been changed that freshness 

 and flavor of the wilderness which brought back such 

 a flood of memories to Dyche that he could scarcely 

 finish the meal, so anxious was he to get out again 

 among the quaking asp and fir. 



After dinner Brown went back down the trail with 

 a train of burros to get some articles which had been 

 left at the foot of the mountain. Dyche unstrapped 

 his new rifle and wandered off over the old familiar 

 hills. He cared little for the game he might find. 

 His whole being was filled with the joy which comes 

 only to those who have roamed over the fastnesses 



