"Is he sure dead?" asked Fly, who with Jerry and Dunk, had remained on the rock for safety.
"Did you ever see a live grizzly act like that?" returned Herb, poking the animal in the side to show that he, at least, was not afraid.
At this show of bravery all the boys came nearer.
"Well, let's carry him to camp," ordered Carl, and, under his direction, the boys found two stout sticks which they run through the bear's feet, one through the fore and one through the hind feet where Carl had made slits. When they got him back to their camp they strapped him on the pony and prepared for dinner.
CHAPTER VIII
THE STORM
"Gee, I could eat bear meat raw," exclaimed Fly. "Fur and all."
"Well, get busy, put on this grub," ordered Jerry.
Hawke made himself one of the boys, put on the wooden plates, helped clean the fish, and broiled two of them.