Once or twice he raised his head, as
if preparing to rum at the first sign of alarm.
"I'd like to bring him down!" whispered Sam.
"You can't do it with the shotgun, Sam. Be quiet! We can be thankful if
he takes the fox meat and leaves us alone."
At last the bear reached the carcass. The two boys expected he would
snatch it up instantly and run away, but they were mistaken. The bear
sniffed it from end to end, and walked all around it.
"He's afraid of a trap, or something like that," whispered Tom. "They
are pretty cute."
At last the bear seemed satisfied, and he took the carcass up in his
mouth and started to walk off with it. But, instead of turning up or
down the gully, he came closer to the cave!
"My gracious, he's coming this way!" cried Sam. "Look out, Tom!"
His voice was so loud that the black bear heard it plainly. The beast
immediately dropped the fox meat and stood up on his hind legs. Then he
gave a roar of disappointment; thinking, probably, that the boys had set
a bait to catch him.
"He don't like the situation," began Tom, when he gave a yell and
clutched his brother by the arm.
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