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chasable), and then you will be among the elect, 

 for the cart drives right out among the bears. 

 A half-grown boy gets out, tumbles down a big 

 garbage can, kicks a bear, as big as the side of a 

 house, out of the way, slaps another on the nose, 

 and distributes his refuse in a long row so that all 

 may eat. 



I thought — perhaps I was mistaken — that I 

 could see their various relationships. For instance, 

 one glossy little fellow seized a succulent bone 

 and another of the same size grabbed the other 

 end. There was no scrap; they seemed to agree, 

 and dragged it off to the woods together. The 

 mangy grey, the scrubbiest-looking bear in the 

 lot, grabbed an enormous soupbone and, ducking 

 and dodging like a quarterback with a football, 

 reached the woods with it unmolested. All at 

 once a row started. Just the origin of it I did not 

 see, but. two magnificent big black bears were on 

 their hind legs, biting and buffeting and cussing 

 each other, and in a second every bear was on his 

 hind legs ready for a scrap. 



