The strange shape lit up by the flaring torches seemed more vague, unearthly, and awkward in its dying throes, yet the small shut eyes, the feeble nose, the ponderous shoulders, and half-human foot armed with powerful claws were unmistakable.

The men turned by a common impulse and peered into the remote recesses of the wood again.
"Hi, Mister! come and pick up your game.

Hallo there!" The challenge fell unheeded on the empty woods.
"And yet," said he whom the woman had called the sheriff, "he can't be far off.

It was a close shot, and the bear hez dropped in his tracks.
Why, wot's this sticking in his claws ?" The two men bent over the animal.

"Why, it's sugar, brown sugar--look!" There was no mistake.