On the Trail of Geronimo — page 81: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 73 Whitcomb opened the bombardment, and several other Apaches crowded around the combatants, firing, yelling and striking with their knives. Such a wholesale attack could not fail to bewilder the bear to some extent, especially as one of the shots injured his eyesight. This momentary be- wilderment was enough to cause aslight relaxation of the grip—the very thing for which the halt crushed warrior was waiting, and of which he took instant advantage, by slipping away as though his entire body was oiled. As a consequence, the bear embraced vacancy only, and a minute later he was so riddled by rifle balls that he sank in a heap, and breathed his last with hardly a struggle. The toughest animal that lives could not have withstood such an assault as he underwent in the space of a single minute. ¢ Hurrah !’’ shouted Dick, flinging his cap in the air, and apparently the most delighted of the erowd ; * We fetched him that time.” The interest of the party was turned upon the handsome young fellow in uniform, whose appear- ance on the scene was more of a surprise than that of the grizzly bear, for the latter was to be looked for at any time, while it is fair to presume that young €=) (CO) mM GomilGooo