He knew by instinct that he would never see the victims any more; and he was very unhappy and lonely.

For a whole day he moped, roaming restlessly about the high slopes and refusing to eat, till at last he got so hungry that he just _had_ to eat.

Then he began to forget his grief a little, and devoted himself to the business of finding a living.

But from being the most sunny-tempered of cubs he became all at once as peppery as could be.
"As I have told you," continued Uncle Andy, peering at him with strange solemnity over the mud patch beneath his swollen eye, "the blue-berries were just about done.

And as Teddy would not go down to the lower lands again to hunt for other kinds of rations, he had to do a lot of hustling to find enough blue-berries for his healthy young appetite.
Thus it came about that when one day, on an out-of-the-way corner of the mountain, he stumbled upon a patch of belated berries--large, plump, lapis-blue, and juicy--he fairly forgot himself in his greedy excitement.