terror of theyellow cur. But it all ended 

 very suddenly. 



One hot day, while the two men 

 smoked in front of Kellyan's house, the 

 dog chased Jack up a tree and then 

 stretched himself out for a pleasant 

 nap in the shade of its branches. Jack 

 was forgotten as the dog slumbered, 

 The little Bear kept very quiet for a 

 while, then, as his twinkling brown 

 eyes came back to that hateful dog, 

 that he could neither catch nor get 

 away from, an idea seemed to grow in 

 his small brain. He began to move 

 slowly and silently down the branch 

 until he was over the foe, slumbering, 

 twitching his limbs, and making little 

 sounds that told of dreams of the chase, 

 or, more likely, dreams of tormenting 

 a helpless Bear cub. Of course, Jack 

 knewnothingofthat. His one thought, 

 doubtless, was that he hated that cur 



