Along the sides of the ring was a railing, behind which was the audience, and in a reserved corner we perceived the two phenomena nibbling at a bundle of hay half concealed by a gorgeous blanket.

In the middle of the ring a high post was sunk in the ground, and here and there, attached to smaller posts, were dogs, barking and tugging at their chains.

The men continued to shout and beat the drum, the bears growled, and the crowd began to file in.
First they brought out a poor, half-paralyzed bear, which seemed considerably bored.

It wore a muzzle and had a big collar with an iron chain around its neck, a rope in its nose, to make it obey commands promptly, and a sort of leather hood over its ears.

They tied bruin to the centre post, and the barks grew louder and fiercer.