Just after they went to bed a grisly came close to camp.

Their dog rushed out and they could hear it bark round in the darkness for nearly an hour; then the bear drove it off and came right into camp.

It went close to the fire, picking up the scraps of meat and bread, pulled a haunch of venison down from a tree, and passed and repassed in front of the tepee, paying no heed whatever to the two men, who crouched in the doorway talking to one another.

Once it passed so close that Woody could almost have touched it.

Finally his companion fired into it, and off it ran, badly wounded, without an attempt at retaliation.