"Why, of course not, Ratio," he said at last, "but I thought you wanted to have a colony of your own people."
"I did, Bo, but I have turned it over to Cub. He can take care of it. Like you, Bo, I have been civilized too long to live away from men! And, besides, Bo, you need me to protect you." Horatio recovered his dignity at this point and continued, gravely, "You are brave and noble, Bosephus, but you need some one near you who is ever ready to face any danger. Let us sing now, Bosephus, as we travel onward."
And with a joyful scrape of the strings and a sweet burst of melody the friends set their faces once more to the South.
"Oh, there was a little boy and his name was Bo,
Went out into the woods when the moon was low.
And he met an Old Bear who was hungry for a snack,
And the folks are still waiting for Bosephus to come back.
"For the boy became the teacher of this kind and gentle creature,
Who was faithful in his friendship and was watchful in his care,
