THE crab's revenge. 
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lobster-salad, sufficient for the whole mess, and, unlike 
the lobster, remarkably juicy and tender. The doctor 
listened to several writhing applicants during the suc- 
ceeding night. 
After all, it seemed that our shore-party had narrowly 
escaped a most unpleasant time. Upon arriving near the 
beach, the surf was -found to be running very high; but 
they went at it boldly, and, jumping out at the right 
time, the boat*s crew ran her up “high and dry.” They 
were very well content to get wet no higher than the 
knee. 
The master then occupied himself with his observa- 
tions, while the ramblers started with their guns and 
revolvers back into the country. The sight of large and 
numerous bear-tracks served to create a feeling of aftec- 
tionate companionship which kept them pretty well 
together: they had no idea of attacking Bruin on his 
own soil, singly, and advanced with prudent caution as 
they neared a ridge or turned the bend of a ravine. 
Finally, they came to a river — a broad and noble-looking 
stream — whose snow-fed waters seemed alive with salmon 
of the largest description and capable of floating a liner 
for miles into the interior. They did not reach its 
mouth, however, and could not say if it was free or 
crossed by a bar: from our past observation we inferred 
the latter. 
They found the country sandy, undulating, and mise- 
rably barren ; not a sign of habitation, and, in short, a 
most cheerless-looking spot. They returned to the boat, 
after an hour's tramp, with a few semi-transparent stones 
as their only prizes, and were there received with the 
