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Gulf and Glacier

Chapter 4 THE GLACIER AND THE BEAR.

Word Count: 2355    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

y journey. But on the day following the departure from Banff, one or two incidents occurred to break the monotony. In

ty hills. Onward and upward labored the train, following the curves of mountain streams, rattling in and

bove the ravine through which the stubborn Canadian Pacific had pushed its way, they caught glimpses of s

lunged into a snow-shed and out again, and halted for the night b

w wonders that were said to lie beyond. Adelaide Selborne was too tired to go, and her brother, havin

d to greet him with a bright look of welcome. "I'm so glad you've come," she said, in her frank way. "You se

a flower is th

know, nor did

ers," she exclaimed. "The little home violets an

or fire, towered high above them; beside the path waved tall ferns, starred here and there with boughs of the white blossoms the li

en ground, over which they hurried, crossing a rude bridge which sp

reath, in the wonde

d not reach the bulk of this monster, which covers thirty-eight square miles of mountain-side with a moving mass of ice five hundred f

ng to the edge of the glacier, and e

ier, and sang their gay songs as merrily as in the cosey "Kamloops." Fred and R

could run up to that next corne

ownward. Mr. Selborne heard the Captain'

it and catch up with the rest

unt Washington the year before, hesitate

'll hurry, please. Mother will worry

bered up over the bowlders which lay alo

ith which she had announced the success of her fire o

ition only disclosed further reaches, each promising a better outl

, Miss Bessie," he said, "

did not like to confess the fatigue she felt. Besides, it was all down

usly down from bowlder to bowlder close beside t

ED UP OVER

in the easy part of the path, and they can run." But she said nothing t

ver a mimic chasm, and barely miss losing her balance on th

Bess. She sank down on a bowlde

"I've turned it, and

help you

alling his siste

ied to rise, but sank back wit

can't stand. You'll have-to go

ing to faint. But the little Captain had no id

clutching the rough rim of

s in sight. It was no use to call for help, in that grim solit

ve me?" pleade

is arms as if she were a child, began to p

his breath was gone. He placed

with quivering lips, "it's hurt

just smiling for reply, star

ore difficult to distinguish in the gathering dusk. Bessie was a s

nd slippery as it was, stretching above a dee

to active sports or athletic exertion of any kind, felt his strength leaving him. Great bead

his arms. As he placed her on the ground at the mossy foot of a huge tree, h

n of it-who found more attraction at the base of the mountain than on its lofty and ice-clad slopes. Mr. and Mrs

r. At almost every station they had passed, since leaving Winnipeg, was one or more of these furry friends in captivity. Tom had made overtures to all of them, sometimes barely escaping a danger

s providing himself with lumps of sugar at the hotel, his sisters and the re

fool with the cinnamon," called the clerk afte

ugar, and then holding them up while the bear, who was only a half-grown cub, stood clumsily on his hind legs

heard a chain rattle, up toward the woods. Som

y playmate down rather unceremoniously on all f

galloped after him-only to be jerked sprawling at the end of his tether. Then he sat down, after the m

ck before long, old fellow," called

f ambling up to his visitor as the other had done, he retreated a pace or

t cajoling tones. "Here's some sugar

er, and bolted it. The taste was pleasing, and he s

m to himself. "I'll try hi

r the comfort of the holder, but seemed

and

elf on his haunches, and ca

s deli

and get it." He stood back to the anim

y, and reaching both paws around Tom's neck f

hat'll do, old fellow. You're

roat within three inches of

s unwelcome comrade-in-arms was crunching it, st

only clasped the more tightly, and the men

two great paws on his chest, armed with long, sharp claws.

!" shouted To

growls came nearer together, and more angrily. Every moment Tom expected to feel those long, white teeth in his scalp. To make matter

a fight with a wild bear. That would be bad enough. But to

and the danger really very great, when Tom's h

e lining and extracted-a solitary lump of sugar wh

support himself with one paw and reach the sugar with the

the radius of that hard-trodden circle

ling with rage; but the chain held fast, and his

Randolph, one or two nights later, caught sight of ten red marks

in the sky had darkened, and

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