In the Sunk Lands — page 217: what you’re looking at

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200 IN THE SUNK LANDS. to ram a bullet into their muzzle-loaders. From my lofty position I could see the bear’s movements by the swaying canes. He was going in the direction we had come. | I shouted this intelligence to the others, and, then, after working my way in on the limb, | slid down the tree and secured my rifle. ‘We ought to mortgage ourselves,’ was Treve’s disgusted exclamation as we started | in pursuit. ‘‘ Every one had a shot, and only two bullets touched.” Then we tore through the smaller canes, and struggled and wiggled through the larger ones, perspiring in spite of the chilly tem- perature. ‘‘ There he is!” shouted Joe, as we came out very near the place we had gone in. ‘The dogs are holding him!” The moment the bear saw us he dropped on all fours and started off, the dogs fast- ening to his flanks and hams, and trying to stop him. He would strike viciously at them, but the moment he turned to retreat they were with him. I could have laughed when he stopped Eomichbooks.co mn