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in every sunny spot I knew that the stuff 

 must have been sweet molasses probably 

 an d that Mooween, after he had eaten it 

 all, had carried away the pail or jug to lick 

 it clean, as bears almost invariably do when 

 they sack a lumber camp. 



Other bears had followed him into the 

 camp and found poor pickings. One had 

 thumped open a half barrel of pork and 

 sampled the salty contents, and then had 

 nosed a pile of old moccasins inquisitively. 

 A dozen axes and peaveys had been pulled 

 out of a barrel and thrown on the floor, to 

 see if perchance they had hidden anything 

 good to eat. Every pot and pan in the big 

 cupboard had been taken out and given a 

 lap or two to find out what they had cooked 

 last ; and one bear had stood up on his hind 

 legs and swept off the contents of a high 

 shelf with a sweep of his paw. Altogether 

 the camp had been sacked thoroughly, and 

 it was of little use for any other bear to 

 search the place. The camp seemed to be 

 waiting silently for the lumbermen to come 

 back in the fall and set things to rights. 



