CHAPTER XXXIII. 



A REMINISCENCE. 



" YES, sir," added Jack 

 of the grizzly is Old Eph- 

 out hunting with any of 

 wouldn't be well to forget 



"Do you know," said 



Harvey, " the right name 

 raim, and, if you ever go 

 the boys in Californy, it 

 that fact." 

 BobMarshall," that to hear 



you speak of the grizzly bear makes me homesick ? It comes like a breath of air 

 from the Rocky Mountains; no other country in the world can produce the magnifi- 

 cent grizzly bear, and I am proud of it." 



"So am I," added Dick Brownell, with a radiant countenance; "I've heard the 

 animal called Old Ephraim, and it gave me a pleasant thrill when Jack pronounced 

 the name. Here we are in the Dark Continent, with a climate that half the time is 

 like an oven, with snakes and all sorts of horrible creatures around us : how can I 

 help thinking of my own glorious West, with its snowy mountains, its green, rolling 

 prairies, and its grizzly bears. Ah, me ! " added the youth with a sigh, which was 

 shared in spirit by his friends, " I sometimes wonder what possessed us to come to 

 such a country as this." 



" The same reason, or lack of reason, which prompts the arctic explorer that 

 returns from the land of desolation, broken in health, to sigh to return again," 

 replied Mr. Godkin, who repressed the longing that often came over him to hasten 

 to his beloved America, thousands of miles away. 



" Tell us something about the dear old grizzly bears," said Bob, with such a 

 pleading look p.t the Texan that he could not resist the appeal. 



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