XIV. 

 THE BEAR-SLAYER OF SAN DIEGO 



Let us now leave the great grizzly and 

 the little marsh bear in spectacles behind 

 us and tell about a boy, a bear-slayer; not 

 about a bear, mind you. For the little fish- 

 eating black bear which he killed and by 

 which he got his name is hardly worth tell- 

 ing about. This bear lives in the brush 

 along the sea-bank on the Mexican and 

 Southern California coast and has huge 

 feet but almost no hair. I don't know 

 any name for him, but think he resembles 

 the "sun bear" (Ursus Titanus) more than 

 any other. His habit of rolling himself up 

 in a ball and rolling down hill after you 

 is like that of the porcus or pig bear. 



You may not know that a bear, any kind 

 of a bear, finds it hard work running down 

 hill, because of his short arms, so when a 

 man who knows anything about bears is 



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