small black eyes fell on a pair of Bears, 

 still love-bound, roaming in the woods. 

 They were far below him. He was safe, 

 and he sent a ball that laid the she- 

 Bear low; her back was broken. She 

 fell with a cry of pain and vainly tried 

 to rise. Then Gringo rushed around, 

 sniffed the wind for the foe, and Faco 

 fired again. The sound and the smoke- 

 puff told Gringo where the man lay 

 hid. He raged up the cliff, but Faco 

 climbed a tree, and Gringo went back 

 to his mate. Faco fired again ; Gringo 

 made still another effort to reach him, /'/ ] \ 



but could not find him now, so re- 



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turned to his "Silver-brown." .' \\ 



Whether it was chance or choice 

 can never be known, but when Faco 

 fired once more, Gringo Jack was be- \y ; 

 tween, and the ball struck him. It was ^^^ 

 the last in Face's pouch, and the 

 Grizzly, charging as before, found not 



