This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1919 edition. Excerpt: ... it up in the top of some tree where he could feast in peace. I'll bet it was this verytree I'm standing under--for how else could the fin have fallen on top of the bush?" He raised his eyes to peer into the green shadows of the tree-top. There, sure enough--so high that the Boy's sharp eyes could barely make him out against the tree trunk, sat Twinkly Eyes astride a limb, and between his clever forepaws he held what must have been the last of the trout. "Oh, you rascal!" shouted the boy, in delight. "I'll get you for that!" XXX A CLIMBING MATCH "You Scalawag!" the Boy kept laughing, as he stared at Twinkly Eyes, the little Black Bear, in the top of the beech tree. "So it was you who stole my fish?" But Twinkly Eyes said never a word. He just sat still, like a bump on a log, in the hope that the Boy might yet be deceived into thinking him only a blackened limb. But the Boy from the Valley Farm was not to be deceived. He, and his father before him, had lived all their lives in the north woods where footprints are very clear--and the little Bear's footprints led straight to the tree. Moreover, he had long been wishing he might catch a cub for a pet. Therefore, he started to climb the tree. Twinkly Eyes, who did not know the kindness of the Boy's intentions--and who certainly would not have wanted to be caught if he had--decided it was time to show fight. "Whoof! Whoof!" he growled, slapping his heavy paws on the tree trunk "You can't scare me!" laughed the Boy.. "You're nothing but a yearling cub. And I'm the best wrestler at the Cross-roads School!" And on he came regardless. Now here was where ignorance was bliss. For while it was true that cubs have been caught and tamed,...