"Seed a black b'ar comin' outer Daves' woods," he said excitedly.

"Nigh to me ez you be.

'N big ez a hoss; 'n snarlin'! 'n snappin'!--like gosh! Kem along--ker--clump torords me.

Reckoned he'd skeer me! Didn't skeer me worth a cent.

I heaved a rock at him--I did now!" (in defiance of murmurs of derisive comment)--"'n he slid.