. Wild brother; strangest of true stories from the north woods. I had owned Bruno was easily thebest and most interesting. Winter was close athand, and with the cold weather the bear wouldprobably be asleep most of the time. Under thesecircumstances no harm could come to anyone, andI made up my mind to keep him at least until thefollowing spring. The advent of a new calf in our cow-barn madeit necessary that Bruno should take up otherquarters, for the mother cow was now seriously op-posed to his presence. Out in front of the housewas a fair-sized cage, which in former days hadbeen occupied by
. Wild brother; strangest of true stories from the north woods. I had owned Bruno was easily thebest and most interesting. Winter was close athand, and with the cold weather the bear wouldprobably be asleep most of the time. Under thesecircumstances no harm could come to anyone, andI made up my mind to keep him at least until thefollowing spring. The advent of a new calf in our cow-barn madeit necessary that Bruno should take up otherquarters, for the mother cow was now seriously op-posed to his presence. Out in front of the housewas a fair-sized cage, which in former days hadbeen occupied by my various other animal outside, a few feet from the end of the cage, Idug a deep hole in the ground, and in it I placed alarge dry-goods box, then covered it with earth. Iconnected the box with the cage by an undergroundpassage, using two empty flour-barrels to form atunnel. Brunos home was now ready for occu-pancy, and presently he moved in. He found nofault with his new quarters, except when he wasleft alone; then he was uneasy and fretted and. t^ ?*^ t^ BRUNO IN BELMONT 93 howled dismally. So long as there was anyone insight, he made no fuss. Some of my brothers dogs were often playingaboutj andnow that the bear was caged, he wantedto make friends with them. This suggested to methe idea that a dog might be a good companion tocheer him up a bit when we were away. But noone would lend me a dog for the experiment. Justat this time, as good luck would have it, however,I had a chance to buy a dog at a cut-rate price. Iwas crossing Boston Common one morning when Iwas accosted by a dirty, unshaven individual lead-ing a disreputable-looking dog by a string. I say, mister, he muttered, could yer givea feller the loan of a quarter? Then he added,as he saw a doubtful expression come over my face,I 11 pay you back when I sell this dog. Here was my chance. What do you ask for thedog, and what kind of dog is it ? She s a good dog; I m hard-up and I 11 sell herfor fifty cents
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