Instantly the animal dropped to his feet and began to eat with earnest rapidity.
"I wonder how much he'd take in for one meal," said John, "if you'd give him all he wanted?
I guess that Dago never let him have any more'n he could help." As the bear was licking the tin pan I stood and looked at him.

"I wonder if he would be tame with strangers ?" said I."Do you suppose we could take him away from this post if we wanted to ?" "Oh yes," said John.

"I wouldn't be afraid to take him anywheres, only there isn't any place to take him to." He then stepped quite close to the bear.

"Hey, horsey!" said he.

"Hey, old horsey! Good old horsey!" "Is that his name ?" I asked.
"That's what the Dago called him," said John.