XI.
A GRIZZLY’S SLY LITTLE JOKE.

I know an old Indian who was terribly
frightened by an old monster grizzly and
her half-grown cub, one autumn, while out
gathering manzanita berries. But badly
as he was frightened, he was not even
scratched.

It seems that while he had his head
raised, and was busy gathering and eating
berries, he almost stumbled over an old
bear and her cub. They had eaten their fill
and fallen asleep in the trail on the wooded
hillside. The old Indian had only time to
turn on his heel and throw himself head-
long in the large end of a hollow log, which
luckily lay at hand. This, however, was
only a temporary refuge. He saw, to his
delight, that the log was open at the other
end, and corkscrewing his way along
toward the further end, he was about to

emerge, when, to his dismay, he saw the
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