tree over the center of the pool was a 

 large black bear. Her back was toward 

 me, and she was in a stooping posture, 

 holding one fore paw down in the water. 

 I was just in time to see a sudden move- 

 ment of the submerged paw and to see 

 another trout, about twelve inches long, 

 go sailing through the air and fall behind 

 some bushes just beyond where I was 

 in hiding. Rustling and squealing 

 sounds coming from the direction in 

 which the fish had gone, indicated that 

 a pair of cubs were behind the bushes, 

 and that they were scrapping over pos- 

 session of the fish their mother had toss- 

 ed up to them. It was, perhaps, ten 

 minutes later I saw a third trout fly over 

 the bushes toward the cubs. About this 

 time the bear turned her head, sniffed 

 the air in my direction, and with a low 

 growl and a "Whoof," started briskly 

 for shore, climbed the bank, collected the 

 two cubs and made off into the woods, 



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