Wlliam Gilmore Simms
The Cub of the Panther: A Hunter Legend of the ''Old North State'' >> Chapter Four: The ''Cub'' Saves his Father's Life, But Administers a Sharp Admonition >> Page 214

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Novel (Romance) | The University of Arkansas Press | 1997
Transcription 214 THE CUB OF THE PANTHER
see that it will hardly need both barrels to bring down the biggest bear
that your eyes ever beheld!""Well, I shill be glad to see it. Seeing's believing, they say; but, ontill
I does see it for myself, I kain't say I shill believe it edzackly! I knows the
thickness of a b'ar's jacket, and I knows the sharpness of his spurs; and
all I hev to say is this: jist as soon as you let down at him prepar' to git out
of his sight and reach, or he'll rowel you to a dead sartainty!""Thank you, my good fellow; but we know our `we'pons' a little bet-
ter than you do, and let me get a fair shot at him, and if I don't roll him
over, at the first fire, I promise you I'll eat him raw, from snout to tail.""Well, sir, may the Lord lend you a strong stomach, whether you hits
or miss.
The two parties then separated, taking different routes. Mike Baynam
had ridden ahead, closely followed by Fuller, and the "Cub," Wood and
Dolby came after.
"It's no use idvising these fine gentlemen, Wood," said Sam Fuller.
"Nothing but a good feel of the b'ar's sperm about the ribs will take the
conceit out of them! That Fairleigh's a pusson of mighty great consikense
in these parts; but, for all his worth, and all the good he does, I don't
know that I'd like to see anything better than to see him git a good, sharp,
dry-scratching from a full-grown she-bear in a rousing passion. It's
sartin, of his gun don't kill the first fire, and only smarts the beast, she'll
hardly give him a chance to shoot off t'other barrel."
Mike Baynam said nothing, but pursued his way, having made his
own calculations, resolved to pursue his game by a different route from
that taken by Fairleigh and his party.
It is not necessary that we should pursue the details of their progress.
Enough, that a couple of bears were started in the course of the morn-
ing by the professional hunters; but the party did not seem in luck. They
failed to get a shot, not being in sufficient numbers, and without a suf-
ficient force in dogs for establishing a cordon, or "corral," or even occu-
pying the several stands which were necessary along the possible routes
which were taken by the beasts.
These two had parted company, rendering it necessary that the
hunters should either divide their forces, or concentrate their efforts
upon some one of the animals.
Very soon after, a third bear was aroused in the wallows, and took
up the hillside; thus crossing the trail of the dogs, and distracting their
scent. These two scattered in different quarters, in spite of all the efforts
of the hunters.
Now, it so happened that the effect of this scattering of the dogs was,