126 WILD BROTHER 



kind to me. Through all these distressing mo- 

 ments Foxy, the dog, had been an interested but 

 unobtrusive spectator ; but now, just at the psycho- 

 logical instant, she took a hand in the proceedings. 

 Barking with excitement, she rushed forward, and 

 with a bound she made once more her famous foot- 

 ball play, and, tackling the bear by the tail, held on 

 like grim death. 



The day was saved. The game was over. Lame 

 and sore, I rose slowly from the ground. Right 

 then and there in family council it was decided 

 definitely that Bruno must depart. 



