. Wild brother; strangest of true stories from the north woods. he jug wouldhave been pouring its contents out on the he had tipped over a pitcher of cream, andpulled several pots and pans from their positionon the shelves. Get out of here, you black rascal! cried themistress of the kitchen; and to emphasize her de-mand, she belabored Brunos hind-quarters with theflat of her broom, as, licking his chops, he gallopedthrough the door. Bruno spent the greater part of his second Bel-mont winter in his retreat beneath the ground,coming out for food only when the days werewarm. If for
. Wild brother; strangest of true stories from the north woods. he jug wouldhave been pouring its contents out on the he had tipped over a pitcher of cream, andpulled several pots and pans from their positionon the shelves. Get out of here, you black rascal! cried themistress of the kitchen; and to emphasize her de-mand, she belabored Brunos hind-quarters with theflat of her broom, as, licking his chops, he gallopedthrough the door. Bruno spent the greater part of his second Bel-mont winter in his retreat beneath the ground,coming out for food only when the days werewarm. If for any reason I wished to see him, how-ever, I had merely to say: Foxy, go fetch him,and the dog soon dragged the drowsy sleeper,yawning and protesting, up into the light of day. Early in the spring, as the days grew warmer andthe frost was leaving the ground, there came amorning of great excitement. Bruno dug out of hisretreat. The thawing earth near the entrance tohis den had slipped away and left a small openingbeneath the foundation of the cage. Through this. Not iiiiie the ihiy when he reveled in the mgiir hurrelhad he sniffed such delicious odors BRUNO MUST DEPART 121 hole, which he had easily enlarged, the bear hadmade his escape. This news came to me over thetelephone, and Mrs. Underwood, who talked withme, concluded by saying: Please come home atonce; we have found him. He s in Bessies kitchenand we cant get him out. This last information made me feel much easier,for Bessie was our very good friend and knew the bear, and her children had oftenplayed with him when he was a cub. Just howlong the bear had been at liberty, no one could say;but about eleven oclock he had made his appear-ance at their kitchen door. The cook, who was newin her position, heard a noise on the back porch,and, on opening the door to see who was there,discovered, to her amazement and dismay, a bigblack beast trying to get into a small refrigeratorthat stood close at hand. With a shriek s
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