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missed it, and set his teeth in the bottom of my 

 trouser-leg. There was good material in that cloth, 

 and, though he shook it savagely, it held firm. 

 From a point of safety in the background, Mrs. 

 Underwood pulled his tail, and my clothing was 

 saved. 



Right here we learned a most valuable method 

 of diverting Bruno's mind when for a moment an 

 attack of brain-storm chanced to be upon him. 

 His tail, though very small and insignificant, 

 seemed to be the most sensitive and vulnerable 

 point of his anatomy. If he were in mischief, touch 

 his tail and immediately he was on his good be- 

 havior. If he were asleep, touch his tail he was 

 wide-awake and in action in a second. In fact, 

 this posterior appendage seemed to serve him as 

 an electric bell or signal, which had connections 

 with all his various activities. Whenever it was 

 touched, it called for immediate action. You 

 pressed the button and he did the rest. 



Since we had no medicine for colic in camp, 

 nature had to take its course. Gradually the pain 

 wore off, and Bruno was himself again. One experi- 

 ment with cow's milk was enough, and I sent at 

 once to the railroad and telegraphed to Boston 

 for a case of condensed milk. 



The bear was a born investigator. He wanted 

 to know the why and wherefore of everything. He 



