"
"It would be well to put it on," said I. "I wonder if we can get him
into it?"
"I guess he'd let you do anything you'd a mind to," replied John, as
he again fastened the chain to the post.
I took down the muzzle and approached the bear. He did not growl, but
stood perfectly still and looked at me. I put the muzzle over his
head, and, holding myself in readiness to elude a sudden snap, I
strapped up his jaws. The creature made no snap--he gazed at me with
mild resignation.
"As far as he goes," said John, "he's all right; but as far as
everything else goes--especially horses--they're all wrong. He's got
to be got rid of some way."
I had nothing more to say to John, and I went into the house. I met
Mrs. Chester in the hall.
"I have had a bad time up-stairs," she said. "Mrs. Whittaker declares
that she will not stay an hour in a house where there is a bear
without a master; but as she has a terrible sciatica and cannot
travel, I do not know what she is going to do.
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