But it had been wilder then.
Once a bear had come right up to the door of her tent.
"By Jove!" said the doctor enviously, "what did you do ?" "I said 'shoo'!" "And did he ?" "Yes, he did.

He was a nice bear, very obedient.

Some days later father and I saw Mrs.Bear trot across the clearing with two baby bears behind.
They were moving.

I think Mr.Bear was looking for a house when he called on me." Altogether it was a magic day.

There is an erroneous belief that magic has died out of the world.