. Rollo at work ... ound the huntsmen, and fly a little waytowards the glen, and then back attracted the notice of the men, andthey followed them to see what could bethe matter. By and by, the bear saw the terriblehuntsmen coming, led on by his little ene-mies, the tomtits. He sprang forward,and ran from one side of the glen to theother; but he could not escape. Theyshot him with two bullets through his head.| The wolf happened to be near by, atthat time, upon the rocks that were aroundthe glen; and, hearing all this noise, hecame and peeped over. As soon as hesaw how the case stood
. Rollo at work ... ound the huntsmen, and fly a little waytowards the glen, and then back attracted the notice of the men, andthey followed them to see what could bethe matter. By and by, the bear saw the terriblehuntsmen coming, led on by his little ene-mies, the tomtits. He sprang forward,and ran from one side of the glen to theother; but he could not escape. Theyshot him with two bullets through his head.| The wolf happened to be near by, atthat time, upon the rocks that were aroundthe glen; and, hearing all this noise, hecame and peeped over. As soon as hesaw how the case stood, he thought itwould be most prudent for him to walkaway; which he did, saying, as he went, THE APPLE-GATHERING. 159 c Well, the bear has found out that itis better to have a person a friend than anenemy, whether he is great or Here the farmer paused—he had endedthe story. And what did they do with the bear? said Rollo. O, they took off his skin to make capsof, and nailed his claws up on the barn. He heard a very sweet voice calling out to Awn, Rollo! Page 164. GEORGIE. THE LITTLE LANDING. A short distance from where Rollo lives,there is a small, but very pleasant house,just under the hill, where you go down tothe stone bridge leading over the is a noble large apple tree on oneside of the house, which bears a beauti-ful, sweet, and mellow kind of apple, calledgolden pippins. A great many other treesand flowers are around the house, and inthe little garden on the side of it towardsthe brook. There is a small white gatethat leads to the house, from the road ;and there is a pleasant path leading rightout from the front door, through the gar-den, down to the water. This is the housethat Georgie lives in. One evening, just before sunset, Rollowas coming along over the stone bridge,towards home. He stopped a moment to 164 GEORGIE. look over the railing, down into the he heard a very sweet-tonedvoice calling out to him, Rol-lo. * Rollo l
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