he saw, not a thirty-foot Bear thirty 

 feet away, but a seven-foot Bear not 

 far from the fire and casting a black 

 thirty-foot shadow on the smooth rock 

 behind. And, helpless with fear, poor 

 Pedro groveled in the dust. 



When he looked up the giant Bear 

 was gone. There was a rushing of 

 the sheep. A small body of them scur- 

 ried out of the canon into the night, 

 and after them went an ordinary-sized 

 Bear, undoubtedly a cub of the mon- 

 ster. 



Pedro had been neglecting his 

 prayers for some months back, but he 

 afterward assured his father confessor 

 that on this night he caught up on all 

 arrears and had a goodly surplus be- 

 fore morning. At sunrise he left his 

 dog in charge of the flock and set out 

 to seek the runaways, knowing, first, 

 that there was little danger in the day- 



