"Oh, mercy on us! Trouble, trouble!" yelled Crazy Jane. With one rung from
a broken chair that Jane had picked up and tucked under her cot for
emergencies, she came charging down the street just in time to see Harriet
give Mr. Bruin the rap on the nose. It was then she uttered the
exclamation that Harriet heard.
Jane was rushing toward the bear from the rear, while Harriet was also
attacking it from the rear, while Jasper stood some distance from the
nearest girl, which in this case was Crazy Jane. Guardians were crying out
to Harriet and Jane to run. They did run, toward the intruder, rather than
away from the beast. Bruin became confused. He was a young bear. An older
or more wary animal might not have ventured into the camp where it knew
there were human beings as this bear's scent surely must have told it.
Perhaps it scented something good to eat. It was in a panic at the present
moment and went into a worse one after a rap from the hard wood chair rung
in the hands of Crazy Jane McCarthy. Jane was doing a great deal of
shouting, too. The two girls continued to chase the beast around the
campfire. Jasper was bearing down on them, having discovered where the
trouble lay.
"Run, you kids! It's a b'ar!" he yelled. "No, hold him till I git thar."
"Yes, we'll hold him," flung back Jane.
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