On examining her nest of the night before, her unusual ferocity was explained.

She had a litter of cubs, which, however, she had succeeded in removing, and must have carried them off in her mouth.
In a short time the dogs had tracked her out.

She was found a half mile lower down the swamp, where she had a new nest.

Butler's rifle soon dispatched her; but her cubs, four in number, and not more than three or four weeks old, were taken alive, and kept for pets." Father said that he could remember when they brought the bears home, growling, snarling--the crossest little things he ever saw.
Strange as it may seem, my father did not inherit grandfather's love for hunting.

I never saw him shoot a gun, and he has never owned one within my recollection.
Orin Loomis was often heard to say that Phin.