Of course, the wind was toward the hunters, or they never could have got so near.

Now they were opposite the family group and needed only a chance for a fair shot.

Sneaking forward with the utmost caution, they were surely within twenty-five yards, but still the bushes screened the crab-eaters.

As the hunters sneaked, the old bear stopped and sniffed suspiciously; the wind changed, she got an unmistakable whiff; then gave a loud warning "Koff! Koff! Koff! Koff!" and ran as fast as she could.

The hunters knowing they were discovered rushed out, yelling as loudly as possible, in hopes of making the bears tree.