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Bear-Hunting in the South. 



OLD ASA CUTTING THROUGH THE CANEBRAKE. 



them to fall to the rear. " This is a bear-hunt, and these are bear- 

 dogs," said Asa, and we understood that no other game must be 

 shot before them. On rainy days, we go out from camp, singly, and 

 "still-hunt" for deer; for then they are easily found, as they avoid 

 the wet cane and feed in the open woods. 



" Here's a b'ar sign !" exclaimed Asa, as he pointed to the foot 

 of a large overcup acorn tree. Just then, a sound that vibrates 

 through the hunter's heart with a thrill of pleasurable emotion fell 

 upon our ears. Of our pack of dogs only the reliable hunters, 

 such as Bravo and Beargrease, are allowed full liberty in rang- 

 ing the woods. There was the sound again ! Bravo had struck 

 a trail ! Every dog rushed forward at the well-known signal 



