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peared, running down the trail toward them. 
Not far behind her came Buck. He would stop 
every few feet and "shoo" at something. Once he 
threw a rock at it. Then the something itself ap' 
peared—it was a real live bear. 
Mother saw the bear and shrieked. She caught 
Ginger in her arms. Father caught Buck by the hand, 
and all four of them dashed into the car trailer. 
Uncle Ely, however, stopped running. He stood 
still and looked at the bear. 
The animal stopped, too, then came up to Uncle 
Ely and sniffed. 
Next the bear ambled over to the automobile, 
stood up on his hind legs and sniffed again. Uncle 
Ely fumbled in a box, took out a slice of bacon and 
pitched it to the animal, who sat down in a friendly 
manner and ate it. 
"Everything's all right now. He's just a tame 
bear," Uncle Ely called. "This is not a grimly, it's 
a young brown bear. He wasn't going to hurt any' 
body, he's too tame. Just wanted to beg some food." 
Soon the brown bear went on his way to visit other 
tourists, and everyone laughed again about the ad' 
venture. Mother and Ginger were still a little fright' 
ened, however. 
