36 WILD BROTHER 



Soon after lunch my teamster arrived, and we 

 started back for the settlements with one of the 

 woodsmen who was going out. We were talking 

 about the bear, when I mentioned that I had a duty 

 to perform that I must find a suitable name for 

 the baby. 



"I wish yer would git a name fer that kid, Mr. 

 Underwood," said the lumberman. "Us fellers 

 has scratched our hair thin on the tops of our 

 heads, and we've wore out all the almanacs in 

 camp lookin' fer a good name fer that girl." 



After reaching home my first concern was to de- 

 velop my photographs and they came out very 

 well. I next gave my mind to the selection of a 

 name for the foster-sister. In a family council we 

 went thoroughly into the question. After due de- 

 liberation, it was unanimously voted that Ursula 

 was most appropriate. I wrote a letter to Mrs. 

 Weldon, and told her that Ursula was a Latin word 

 meaning little she-bear, and I sent her a silver 

 spoon that had come from Berne, Switzerland. 

 On the top of its handle was a little silver bear, 

 and on the bowl I had had engraved, "Ursula, 

 February 20, 1903"; and by that name the baby 

 was christened, though they threw in for good 

 measure the ponderous name of Underwood. To 

 make up for this defect, however, they called her 

 Lala for short. 



