Hunting and trapping stories; a book for boys . and its wounded chest dashed betweenthe trees after its enemy as nimbly as a cat. Once only did the hunter gainany advantage, and that was when the bear stumbled over a fallen tree trunk. The hunter had managed to cross a narrow ravine when suddenly heheard a crash and a roar overhead, and before he realized what was happen-ing, an avalanche was well started. He scrambled near a big rock for safetyand looked back just in time to see the bear swept off its feet and go rollingdown the hillside amid a shower of rocks and snow. The bear made frantice
Hunting and trapping stories; a book for boys . and its wounded chest dashed betweenthe trees after its enemy as nimbly as a cat. Once only did the hunter gainany advantage, and that was when the bear stumbled over a fallen tree trunk. The hunter had managed to cross a narrow ravine when suddenly heheard a crash and a roar overhead, and before he realized what was happen-ing, an avalanche was well started. He scrambled near a big rock for safetyand looked back just in time to see the bear swept off its feet and go rollingdown the hillside amid a shower of rocks and snow. The bear made franticefforts to gain a foothold, but without success. After the dust had subsided and the rocks had ceased falling the huntercrept down in the path of the avalanche. Near the bottom, almost buried inthe snow, he found the bear lying dead, its claws sunk deep in a pine branchto which it must have clung as it went down. The hunter took the skinhome, damaged and torn as it was, as a memento of his most excitingexperience in the Sierra Nevada POLAR BEARS AND ESQUIMAUX. A scientist who had gone up to the lower sea coast of Greenland tohunt for rare sea birds and plants, spent a large part of his time living inthe huts of some friendly Esquimaux. When he was able to understandtheir language a little he found that most of their talk was about fishing andhunting. He heard wonderful stories from the lips of the little men whohad sailed out into the rough sea in tiny canoes called kayaks to spearseals, and also of others who had been carried off on great pieces of ice thathad broken from the floes and had never been seen again. The more he heard, the more he longed to see some of the wonders, andexperience the dangers. The little men laughed when he told them hiswishes and promised that he should have plenty of excitement before hewent away. The first thing the hunter had to learn was to manage a kayak,which seems a crazy enough craft at first but in reality is very
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