Even at that distance Rod was amazed at the size of the beast.
"What a monster!" he gasped.
"Blaze away!" urged Wabi.

"It's four hundred yards if it's a foot! Aim for the top of his back and you'll bring him!" Suiting action to his words he fired the two remaining shots in his rifle, and as he slipped in fresh cartridges Rod continued the long-range fusillade.

His first and second shots produced no effect.
At his third the running animal paused for a moment and looked down at them, and the young Hunter seized his opportunity to take a careful aim.

At the report of his gun the bear gave a quick lunge forward, half-fell among the rocks, and then was off again.
"You hit him!" shouted Wabi, setting off on a dead run between the spruce and the mountain.
For a few brief moments Rod studied the situation as he reloaded.

The bear was rapidly nearing the summit of the ridge.