ioo WILD BROTHER 



straint so completely upset the bear's calculations 

 that he lost his head, dropped the ball, and mad 

 with rage and chagrin, began to bite his paw. 

 Foxy immediately pounced upon the oval, and 

 rolled it out of reach. 



Sometimes the dog was caught with the ball. 

 Hidden now from sight beneath the black fur of 

 the bear, she kicked and squirmed and tried to get 

 away, but strong arms held her fast until she lost 

 her temper and began to bite; then she was re- 

 leased. 



Strangely enough, in all their rough-and-tumble 

 play the bear never tried to hurt the dog. Foxy 

 might pull his tail or bite his ear, but he never 

 punished her for it. He might make it interesting 

 for someone else, however, if someone happened 

 to be in the immediate vicinity. One day Foxy 

 wanted a share of the bear's dinner, and several 

 times Bruno mildly pushed her aside when she 

 tried to get it. Suddenly, in exasperation, she took 

 him by the ear, and jerking and tugging upon it, 

 tried to pull him away. In a towering rage he 

 shook himself clear, and making a straight dash 

 for me, caught me by the slack of my lower gar- 

 ment and held on until the cloth gave way. 



Early in December, as the days grew colder, 

 Bruno began to spend more of his time in his den ; 

 on a chilly morning he seldom made his appearance 



