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THE BROWN BEAR. IJ
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huntsmen in the air, and I stood hesitating at
the wayside, not knowing which road to take,
or whether to retreat or rush in fury into the
midst of them, and sell my life dearly. Then I
sniffed the approach of a horse, and heard the
tinkling of sledge-bells, and soon a peasant
came slowly driving along the road, in the
opposite direction to my pursuers. He had
evidently been to the market-town with his
products, for his sledge was empty, and he lay
in it tipsy and half asleep. I jumped at the
horse for a last morsel in life ; I could not help
it, ’tis my nature, and it would give me more
strength and courage to face my foes. But the
horse had already learnt from the wind what
kind of friend was about, and set off at a
tremendous gallop, so that I missed my aim in
jumping at him, and dropped into the back
portion of the sledge. I heard the circle of
huntsmen drawing closer, and as the horse
dashed madly along, I soon found that if I
took advantage of my position, and lay perfectly
still, he would carry me successfully through
the line of my enemies. I lay quiet and made
myself as small as possible, partly hidden under
the seat, and just as we flew past the pursuers,
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