126 WILD BROTHER 
kind to me. Through all these distressing mo- 
ments Foxy, the dog, had been an interested but 
unobtrusive spectator ; but now, just at the psycho- 
logical instant, she took a hand in the proceedings. 
Barking with excitement, she rushed forward, and 
with a bound she made once more her famous foot- 
ball play, and, tackling the bear by the tail, held on 
like grim death. 
The day was saved. The game was over. Lame 
and sore, I rose slowly from the ground. Right 
then and there in family council it was decided 
definitely that Bruno must depart. 
