I went by to git a neighbor to drive for us, and off we started for the Harricane.

My dogs looked mighty wolfish; they kept jumping on one another and growling.

I knew they were run mad for a fight, for they hadn't had one for two or three days.

We were in fine spirits, and going 'long through very open woods, when one of the strangers said, 'I would give my horse now to see a bear.' "Said I, 'Well, give me your horse,' and I pointed to an old bear, about three or four hundred yards ahead of us, feeding on acorns.
"I had been looking at him some time, but he was so far off; I wasn't certain what it was.

However, I hardly spoke before we all strained off; and the woods fairly echoed as we harked the dogs on.