"If it is, we must put an end to him." For "Old Three Paws" was a bear that had given trouble in the sheep pastures for years.
After a good look all round, we went home to dinner, and at table talked it over.

The old Squire was a little incredulous, but admitted that there might be a bear there.

"I will tell you how you can find out," he said.

"Take a small looking-glass with you and hold it to the hole.

If there is a bear down there, you will see just a little film of moisture on the glass from his breath." We loaded two guns with buckshot.