TREEING A BEAR. 83 



"Oh, Moses, Moses! Why don't you 

 come? I've got a bear, I tell you." 



"Where is it, Ed?" shouted my brother 

 on 1 he other side. 



But Ed did not tell him, for he had not 

 yet got his foot from the bear's mouth, 

 and was now too busy to do anything else 

 but yell and cry "Oh, Moses!" 



Then my brother and I shouted out to 

 Ed at the same time. This gave him great 

 courage. He said something like "Con 

 found you!" to the bear, and getting his 

 foot loose without losing the boot he kicked 

 the bear right on the nose. This brought 

 things to a standstill. Ed hitched along 

 a little higher up, and as the leaning trunk 

 of the tree was already bending under his 

 own and the bear's weight, the infuriated 

 brute did not seem disposed to go further. 

 Besides, as he had been mortally wounded, 

 he was probably growing too weak to do 

 much now. 



My brother got to the bottom of the 

 canyon and brought Ed's gun to where I 



