Landing, he gave his shaggy sides a shake; then, making a short run, seized upon a seal, off which he was soon breakfasting.
"We'll spoil his fun!" exclaimed Kit.

"Bring up one of those solid shots, Wade.

We've got two bear-skins; but we shall want one apiece.

I propose to have an overcoat next winter out of that fellow's hide." The howitzer was loaded with the six-pound iron ball.

Kit undertook to do the shooting this time.