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camp. One day the whole camp went out for a 

 bear hunt. In the party were two chums, Bill and 

 Dick. The party separated and, after a while, 

 Bill heard Dick's rifle fired and then his pistol. 

 He hurried in the direction of the shot and found 

 Dick in a death grapple with a grizzly. Bill was 

 noted for his courage, and, without hesitation, 

 took a hand in the fight. The bear had Dick 

 down and was chewing him. As Bill approached, 

 the bear raised his head and opened his mouth 

 to growl. Bill fired straight into his mouth 

 with his big dragoon pistol and the bear dropped. 

 It had been a fight all right. The little clearing 

 was strewn with blood and hair and fur and hide. 

 They picked poor Dick up and carried him back to 

 the camp. Fortunately, a doctor was there, and 

 he decided that Dick would live; but he had been 

 scalped. A swipe of the great paw had carried 

 away a patch of the scalp as big as a man's hand. 

 The doctor declared that if he had the scalp he 

 could sew it on and save it. They went back and 

 found the scalp. The doctor cleansed it, sewed 

 it on, and Dick got well. Bethel saw him in Sacra- 



