Thor advanced slowly, and now, when he stood in less than eight inches of water, the panic-stricken fish one after another tried to escape back into the deeper part of the pool.
Again and again Thor's big right paw swept up great showers of water.

The first inundation knocked Muskwa off his feet.

But with it came a two-pound trout which the cub quickly dragged out of range and began eating.

So agitated became the pool because of the mighty strokes of Thor's paw that the trout completely lost their heads, and no sooner did they reach one end than they turned about and darted for the other.

They kept this up until the grizzly had thrown fully a dozen of their number ashore.
So absorbed was Muskwa in his fish, and Thor in his fishing, that neither had noticed a visitor.