Foam—A Razor-Backed Hog 
to rouse the farmhouse, for it was in truth just on 
their rousing time, and the farmer peered forth to 
see a big black Bear scramble over the fence with 
the lamb in his jaws. 
Then was there a great noise, shouting for dogs, 
holloaing for men, and Prunty, with the ready rifle 
in hand, dashed into the woods after the Bear. 
How slowly a caged Bear seems to hulk around, 
how little does it let us know the speed of a wild, 
free Bear on rugged ground. The brambles, rocks, 
and benches seemed designed to hinder the dogs, 
but the Bear passed swiftly on. Then the broad 
expanse of Kogar’s Creek was reached, the Bear 
launched forth to swim across. The strong stream 
bore’him swiftly down. It was pleasant to ride the 
flood and see the banks go slipping behind him, so 
lazily he rode, till the hounds’ loud baying was faint 
in the distance, before he paddled out on the other 
side. And the dogs when they came to the spot 
were baffled, nor did a search of the other bank shed 
any light on the mystery. 
Far back on the trail they found the body of 1 
lamb. 
THE SWAMP 
It was sport for the men and fierce joy for 1 
dogs. Lizette alone seemed to suffer all the hor 
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