Bear to eat by shooting at him now. 

 So Pedro flattened himself face down- 

 ward on the platform, and, with his 

 mouth to a crack, he poured forth 

 prayers to his representative in the 

 sky, regretting his unconventional at- 

 titude and profoundly hoping that it 

 would be overlooked as unavoidable, 

 and that somehow the petitions would 

 get the right direction after leaving the 

 under side of the platform. 



In the morning he had proof that 

 his prayers had been favorably re- 

 ceived. There was a Bear-track, in- 

 deed, but the number of black sheep 

 was unchanged, so Pedro filled his 

 pocket with stones and began his usual 

 torrent of remarks as he drove the 

 flock. 



"Hyah, Capitan you huajalote," 

 as the dog paused to drink. " Bring 

 back those ill-descended sons of per- 



