The bear gave a vicious growl, and made directly at him.
"He'll have the darky!" "He'll have you, Palmleaf!" "Run, fool!" "Run, you black son!" Palmleaf turned to run; but, seeing a high rand of ice sticking up a few yards to his left, he leaped for it, and, jumping up, caught his hands at the top, and tried to draw himself up on to it.

The bear was within six feet of him, snarling like a fury.
_Bang!_ _Bang!_ _Bang!_ Raed and Corliss and Bonney had fired within twenty yards.

But the bear reared, and struck with his forepaws at the darky's legs, stripping his trousers clean off the first pull.

Such a howl as came from his terrified throat! _Crack!_ That was a better shot.

The bear turned, or set out to, but fell down in a heap, then scrambled up, but immediately tumbled over again, and lay kicking.
By this time we had all got near.