“‘Ha! I thought so! I was sure a bear would come along before long.’
“‘A bear! Oh, I wish we could get him in that trap!’
“‘Will he attack the wolves?’ I asked.
“‘He will come sniffing about that pit for meat, and if the wolves bother him they will most likely get into trouble,’ said Hal, laughing.
“‘Gracious, Hal! S’pose he gets our meat—what will we do?’
“‘We’ll have to prevent him from gettin’ it, that’s all,’ said Hal, looking at his rifle to see that it was in good order.
“‘How are you going to do it?’
“‘Shoot him while he’s busy with the wolves, or try and get him while he is digging at the pit.’
“‘Wait and try the last plan. Let him kill off a pack of hungry wolves, and when he has driven them away he will come to the pit. Then is your time,’ I said.
“‘Kid, you’re comin’ on fine! Another season in the north and you will be a regular hunter,’ laughed Hal.