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It was not until Mr Hicks got hold of tashbasins and used them as cymbals that the bears paid any attention But this sound, added to the pandehtened the in all directions, they started back to the shadows

Suddenly Mr Appel let out such a cry as seemed that it must not only split his throat but rend the very heavens Shbourhood of eight hundred pounds planted its left hind foot in the pit of his sto away to the ti tranquilly other things were happening In the ht he was being dragged to the fire like a calf for branding carew so real that it awakened him He received a swift and unpleasant i, then he was startled to find that he was not onlyso rapidly that the canvas botto on the rocks and brush over which it travelled

Mr Penrose was enraged instantly At best he had little patience with practical jokers and none at all with one who had the irily

The tent stoppedand there was quiet

Mr Penrose, who had raised hiin where he had left off when his dohly aroused, he sprang up and tore at the flap-fastenings

"This is going to stop right here!" he cried, furiously "I do not appreciate this odious Western hu person to play your jokes on!"

He reached for the pointed fish-pole which was lying in its case in the bottoure in a big overcoat stood in the deep shadow confronting him

Mr Penrose was bare-footed and his soles were tender but he advanced far enough to bring the pole doith a thwack upon the head of the intruder

"Woof! Woof!"

The answer raised his hair and galvanized his whiskers

"Woof! Woof!" A great paw fanned the air--he could feel the wind from it plainly as it reached out to cuff him--and the claws on the end of it tore the front of the flannel shirt in which he slept to ribbons

"Woof! Woof!" And then a roar that reverberated through the timber

Mr Penrose swore afterward that the hot breath of the brute was in his face, but the statement is open to question since at the first "Woof!" he had fallen into his tent backward