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covered with foam and were working 
like a bellows. Some change in the 
programme was necessary, so I dis- 
mounted at the next halt. Sport by 
that time was thoroughly frightened 
as well as nearly played. Not caring 
to part with him under the circum- 
stances, I threw the reins over his 
head as I went out of the saddle, slip- 
ping my leg through them, dropped 
on one knee just as the bear settled 
THE 
EAGLE’S GIBRALTAR. 
RECREATION. 
down for another spurt, and there was 
no more lead wasted. With his fore- 
paw the bear marked the spot on his 
rear where the first shot stung him 
and continued to notify me where each 
succeeding bullet landed until, ex- 
hausted with his repeated efforts in 
that line, he quit for good, furnishing 
me with a beautiful silvertip robe, 
larger than any buffalo robe in our 
packs. 

AMATEUR PHOTO BY A. J, BRUNQUIST. 
Winner of 27th Prize in Recreation’s 8th Annual Photo Competition. 

Willie—Mamma, can I go to bed half an 
hour earlier to-night ? 
Lewison—What for? 
Mrs. 
“T want to say my prayers ahead for a. 
week.” 
