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the mark, as we could see, for tlie animal flinched, 

 and attempted to run, but there were too many dogs, 

 and they brought him to bay again after running a dozen 

 yards. I fired, and so did Mike, both together. The 

 huge brute turned the way we stood, his eye gleamed 

 a fierce glance of revenge, his jaw fell open, showing his 

 long rows of white teeth, and then he sunk down a life- 

 less lump amid the ring of dogs. 



" That air is rael murder !" said Mike. 



As the heat of the chase subsided in my veins, I felt as 

 if Mike's remark was true. 



" Four hunters, twelve men, and forty dogs, against 

 one bear !" called out Lou Jackson, who had been a 

 spectator of the chase from her boar. 



"I plead guilty to tyi-annical oppression," said the 

 Doctor ; •' deal gently with me." 



"I fine you all one bear's skin, to be paid into the 

 Court," she replied. 



" Oh ! that will make you a sharer of the profits." 



Bruin was dragged down to the beach, under the 

 shade of a tree, and the men were sent back for the rest 

 of the game that lay scattered about the route of our 

 chase wherever they had fallen. On putting them 

 altogether in a row, it was counted, as follows : one bear, 

 one wolf, two wildcats, four deer, one wild turkey, one 

 sand-hill crane, seven raccoons, and hares without 

 number. 



"Not a bad day's sport!" ejaculated the Doctor, 

 standing in his favorite attitude with his feet wide apart, 



