Besides, Frank and Archie had pronounced the animal a grizzly, and Arthur was quite sure it was; for nothing else, except a lion or tiger, could have uttered such growls.

He had heard that grizzlies were very tenacious of life, and hard to whip, and, consequently, it followed, as a thing of course, that Frank and Archie, and the dogs, were utterly annihilated.
"I'm safe, thank goodness!" said Arthur, to himself.

"If those fellows were foolish enough to stay there and be clawed to pieces, that's their lookout and not mine.

Johnny Harris insulted me by calling me a coward.
He may escape from the bear, and if he does, I shall think up a plan to punish him." When Arthur reached home, he repeated his story as he had told it to Mr.
Harris and Uncle James, and he straightway found himself a hero.

He had seen a grizzly bear with terrible claws, and a frightful array of teeth; his horse had run away with him, and carried him eight miles before he could stop him, and he had come home with a whole skin.