Foam—A. Razor-Backed Hog 
silent little signs that it takes a hunter’s eyes to see 
and read. 
THE PORK-EATING BEAR 
Why does pork-eating become so often a mania? 
Why does it commonly end in dire disease? We 
do not know. We have never heard of such pen- 
alties with any animal foods but pork. Surely the 
fathers of the church were wise who ruled that their 
people touch it not at all. 
The Kogar’s Bear was a pork-eater now. His 
range was all the valley where there were pigs, and 
his nightly resort was some pig-pen where the fat 
and tender young porkers were an easy prey, faz, 
far better to the taste and much safer to get than 
the bristle-clad young rooters of the Razor-back 
breed. He seemed to know just when and where to 
go to avoid trouble and find sucklings. Of course 
he did not really know, but each time he raided 
some pig-pen the uproar of hounds and hunters for 
a day or more after induced him to seek other pas- 
tures, and when he happened on them his nose was 
sure to guide him to the pen of fatling pigs. Traps 
were set for him, but avoided, because he never 
went twice to the same pen. So the combination 
of shyness and keen smelling looked like profound 
sagacity, yet we must not scoff at it, for it gave re- 
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