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AMEBIOAE' AGEIOULTUEIST, 
[August, 
TREED BY A HONEY HUNTER. 
Drawn and ISngraved for the American Agriculturist. 
last, -when his cousin, George Wheel bin, who lives 
on the Gauley River, in West Virginia, wrote him 
a letter in which he kindly insisted that W'alter 
should pay him a few weeks visit, at the same time 
not omitting to mention that chestnuts, ehincapins, 
persimmons, and wild game were unusually abun- 
merous small islands, many of them mainly large 
rocks, with sometimes sufficient earth to nourish 
the growth of a few trees and bushes. The one on 
which the adventure I am about to relate, took 
place, is known as Dead Chestnut Island, on ac¬ 
count of its having a solitary, large, dead chestnut 
with their eyes fixed intently upon the shaking chin- 
capin bushes, when to their horror the huge, black 
head of some wild beast, suddenly presented itself 
in full view. For a short time they stood speech- ;; 
less, and then tied for the canoe, shouting, “A* 
bear! A bear!” — “Gonel” ejaculated George, i 
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An Adventure With Bruin. 
A VIRGINIAN. 
W'alter Wheelbiii is a Richmond boy who had 
never experienced any rural sports until October 
dant. The invitation promised too much field-sport 
and mountain air to be declined, and Walter, one 
frosty morning, alighted at a little station on the 
Chesapeake and Ohio Railroad, where George, 
with horses, was waiting to meet him, and after a 
ride of a few miles, found himself at the home of 
his country relatives. In the Gauley River are nu- 
tree, standing on it. One afternoon Walter and 
George set out in a canoe for the purpose of ex¬ 
ploring a number of these miniature islands, the 
first among which being Dead Chestnut. Just as 
they were leaving, a noise, as of some animal feed¬ 
ing, and a shaking of the bushes, attracted their 
attention. They both stood in breathless suspense. 
