“When can we make it and have our first game?” asked Billy.
“The sooner we get started the sooner we will have the bear finished, and the rest depends upon that!” replied Fred.
When Uncle Tom heard about the project he willingly donated the burlap bags and hay. Trixie, very curious as she stood in the drizzle in her checked skirt, begged the boys to tell her all about the bear-spearing game.
“You’re going to be invited to the next Council and then you’ll see how to do it,” replied Billy.
“When will that be?” asked Trixie.
“Next Thursday afternoon at three o’clock,” said Fred.
“And then the Honour of the Black Bears will be upheld!” declared Billy.
“Now what do you mean by that,” again asked Trixie.
“Just come to the Council and find out,” was all Billy would say.
But Fred explained. “You see, Billy and I really belong to the Black Bear Tribe when we are home so we are going to challenge all of the members of the Pentagoet Tribe here and the visitors to a Bear Spearing contest. You can join the others if you like and try to beat our score.”