Though hunting bears wasn’t quite their game.
The boys who answer the call of bells
Lost all the breath they use for yells
In crossing lawns in serious fright;
They rein for home with all their might.
And secretaries, three or four,
Got under desks down on the floor
When they saw the Bears at the entrance door.
But one little lad who was playing round
When he saw the Bears, he stood his ground