The bear, thus baffled, made a dive at Barney.
“Och, hone, ye’ll never catch me!” cried the Celt.
Then came the crack of the rifles.
His bearship was literally riddled with bullets.
He fell, and a few more shots were given him to end his death agony.
Then Barney and Pomp took off his skin.
It was a magnificent piece of fur.
Frank intended to make it into a handsome rug for the main cabin of the Explorer.
It was now decided to return to the submarine boat.
There was some little risk of falling in with more dangerous enemies, and after all the objects of the expedition were gained in full.