Chapter 24

I helped father get him into the house--he was more than one man could carry--and just as we went inside there was a growling and snarling, and the big muzzled bear went sliding down that pole to her nest. Well, we looked all around for the woman, expecting to get her help; but we couldn’t find her, which was the first we knew that she had left Black Jean. It took the French-Canadian’s eye two or three months to heal, and then he came to our place to get something to wear over the empty socket. So father hammered o…