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33 18 FABLED STORIES FROM THE ZOO.
said, quoting an authority to end this political
squabble. " I say, friend Nahley, couldn’t you
instead tell your comrades here something
about bear-hunts in Sweden ? I am sure that
ought to interest them. You must have been
concerned in at least one, or else you would
not be here now."
" You allude to my own capture," he said.
" Well, that came about in a strange way; it
was all for love of a litde girl that I became
a prisoner."
" All for love, Nahley ? " I said.
"Yes."
" Let us hear Bruin’s love-story," all the
bears roared in chorus.
" I had a snug little den, dug under the root
of a large pine, and the place was sheltered
from the north wind by a huge boulder-stone.
It was early winter, and I had not long gone
to rest in my lair, to take my long nap for some
months, which nature bids us do, and I lay
ruminating in my dormant state, sucking my
paws for want of anything better, when I
thought I heard in my dreams a child’s voice
calling out: ’ Oh, Anna, run for your life ; I
am sure this is a bear’s lair.’ ’ Let me look,’
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