He was working with all his awkward giant strength, trying to bury the carcass, twisting it to one side and the other with wonderful ease.

Once he got angry and suddenly gave it a tremendous cuff with his paw; in his bearing he had something half humorous, half devilish.

I crept up within forty yards; but for several minutes he would not keep his head still.
Then something attracted his attention in the forest, and he stood motionless looking towards it, broadside to me, with his fore-paws planted on the carcass.

This gave me my chance.

I drew a very fine bead between his eye and ear; and pulled trigger.