Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 List of Illustrations
 At home
 Upon his travels
 Town life
 Down hill
 At rest
 Back Matter
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Group Title: adventures of a bear, and a great bear too /
Title: The Adventures of a bear, and a great bear too /
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Title: The Adventures of a bear, and a great bear too /
Physical Description: 60 p., <8> leaves of plates : ill. ; 22 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Elwes, Alfred, 1819?-1888
Weir, Harrison, 1824-1906 ( Illustrator )
Greenaway, John, 1816-1890 ( Engraver )
Mason, Abraham John, 1794-1858 ( Engraver )
Wright, William, 1830-1889 ( Engraver )
Measom, William ( Engraver )
Cooper, James Davis, 1823-1904 ( Engraver )
Harrild, Thomas ( Printer )
G. Routledge & Co ( Publisher )
Publisher: George Routledge and Co.
Place of Publication: London
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Manufacturer: Thomas Harrild
Publication Date: 1857
Copyright Date: 1857
Subject: Bears -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Temper -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Quarreling -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Success -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Wit and humor, Juvenile   ( lcsh )
Dogs -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Animal welfare -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Statement of Responsibility: by Alfred Elwes ; with nine illustrations by Harrison Weir.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter 1
        Front Matter 2
        Front Matter 3
    Title Page
        Title Page 1
        Title Page 2
    Table of Contents
        Table of Contents
    List of Illustrations
        List of Illustrations
    At home
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
    Upon his travels
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 12a
        Page 12b
        Page 13
        Page 14
    Town life
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 22a
        Page 22b
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        Page 32
        Page 32a
        Page 32b
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        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 46a
        Page 46b
        Page 47
    Down hill
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 50a
        Page 50b
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
    At rest
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 58a
        Page 58b
        Page 59
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    Back Matter
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    Back Cover
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YES, it is an at home" to which I am going to introduce you; but
not the at-home that many of you-I hope all of you-have learnt
to love, but the at-home of a bear. No carpeted rooms, no warm
curtains, no glowing fireside, no pictures, no sofas, no tables, no
chairs; no music, no books; no agreeable, cosy chat; ho anything
half so pleasant: but soft moss or snow, spreading trees, skies with
ever-changing, tinted clouds, some fun, some rough romps, a good
deal of growling, and now and then a fight. With these points of
difference, you may believe the at-home of a bear is not quite so
agreeable a matter as the at-home of a young gentleman or lady;
yet I have no doubt Master Bruin is much more at his ease in it
than he would find himself if he were compelled to conform to the
usages of human society, and behave as a gentleman ought to do.
But there is a quality that is quite as necessary to adorn one
home as the other, without which the most delightful mansion and
the warmest cavern can never be happy, and with which the simplest
cottage and the meanest den may be truly blest; and that one
quality is, good temper. Of what avail are comforts, or even luxu-
ries, when there is no seasoning of good temper to enjoy them with ?
How many deficiencies can there not be overlooked, when good
temper is present to cover them with a veil ? Perhaps you have not
yet learnt what a valuable treasure this good temper is; when you
have read the history of my bear, you will be better able to form an


I cannot tell you when this bear was born, nor am I quite sure
where; bears are born in so many parts of the world now, that it be-
comes very difficult to determine what country heard their first
growl, and they never think to preserve a memorandum of the cir-
cumstance. Let it suffice that our bear was born, that he had a
mamma and papa, and some brothers and sisters; that he lived in
a cavern surrounded byrtrees and bushes; that he was always a big
lump of a bear, invariably wore a brown coat, and was often out of
temper, or rather was always in temper, only that temper was a
very bad one.
No doubt his parents would have been very willing to cure this
terrible defect, if they had known how; but the fact is, they seemed
always too much absorbed in their own thoughts to attend much to
their family. Old Mr. Bruin would sit in his corner by the hour
together sucking his paw; and his partner, Mrs. Bruin, would sit
in her corner sucking her paw; whilst the little ones, or big ones,
for they were growing up fast, would make themselves into balls and
roll about the ground, or bite one another's ears by way of a joke,
or climb up the neighboring trees to admire the prospect, and then
slip down again, to the imminent destruction of their clothes; not
that a rent or two would have grieved their mother very much,
for she was a great deal too old, and too ignorant besides, to think
of mending them. In all these sports Master Bruin, the eldest, was
ever the foremost; but as certain as he joined in the romps, so surely
were uproar and fighting the consequence. The reason was clear
enough; his. temper was so disagreeable, that although he was quite
ready to play off his jokes on others, he could never bear to receive
them in return; and being, besides, very fierce and strong, he came
at length to be considered as the most unbearable bear that the
forest had known for many generations, and in his own family was
looked on as quite a bug-bear.
Now I privately think, that if a good oaken stick had been applied
to his shoulders, or any other sensitive part of his body, whenever



he displayed these fits of spleen, the exercise would have had a very
beneficial effect on his disposition; but his father, on such occa-
sions, only uttered his opinion in so low a growl that it was impos-
sible to make out what he said, and then sucked his paw more
vigorously than ever ; and his mother was much too tender-hearted
to think of mending his manners in so rude a way: so Master Bruin
grew apace, until his brothers and sisters were wicked enough
to wish he might some day go out for a walk and forget to come
home again, or that he might be persuaded by a kind friend to
emigrate, without going through the ceremony of taking leave of
his family.
It began to be conjectured that some such event had occurred
when, for three whole days, he never made his appearance. The
respectable family of the Bruins were puzzled, but calm, notwith-
standing, at this unusual absence; it evidently made them thought-
ful, though it was impossible to guess what they thought about : if
one could form an idea from the attitudes of the different members,
each of whom sat in a corner sucking his right paw and his left paw
alternately-it was a family habit you must know-I should say
their thoughts were too deep for expression; but before their medi-
tations were converted from uncertainty into mourning, the object
of them made his appearance at the entrance of the cavern, with his
coat torn, limping in his gait, and with an ugly wound in his head,
looking altogether as disconsolate a brute as you can well conceive.
He did not condescend to say where he had been, nor what he had
been doing; perhaps no one made the inquiry: but it was very evi-
dent he had been doing no good, and had got his reward accordingly.
If, however, this great bear's ill temper was remarkable before, judge
what it must have been with such a sore head.
The experience of mankind has led to the opinion, that there
are few more disagreeable beings in creation than ill-nurtured
bears-bears that have been ill-licked-those great, fierce, sullen,
cross-grained and ill-tempered beasts, that are, unhappily, to be



found in every part of this various world; but when all these
unhandsome qualities are found in one individual of the species,
and that one happens to have a sore head into the bargain, it is
easy to believe the at-home which he honours or dishonours
with his presence can neither be very quiet nor particularly
Habit makes many things supportable which at first would
seem beyond our powers of endurance, Mr. and Mrs. B., and, in-
deed, all the other B.'s, male and female, had got so used to the
tyranny of this ill-tempered animal, that they put up with his mo-
roseness almost without a growl; but there is a limit to sufferance,
beyond which neither men nor bears can travel, and that boundary
was at last attained with the B.'s. As what I am now about to re-
late is, however, rather an important fact in my biography, I must
inform you how the matter occurred, and what were the circum-
stances which led to it.
You are, perhaps, aware that bears, being of rather an indolent
disposition, are not accustomed to hoard up a store of provision for
their wants in winter, but prefer-in their own country, at least-
sleeping through the short dreary days and long bitter nights, and
thus avoid the necessity of taking food for some weeks, although
they grow very thin during their lengthened slumbers. I forget
what this time is called in bears' language, but we give it the name
of hybernation. Now it happened that Mrs. Bruin had taken it
into her head to lay by this winter a nice little stock, which she
very carefully buried at a short distance from the mouth of the
cavern, when she felt the usual drowsiness of the season coming on,
and having covered the spot with a heap of dead leaves that she
might know it again when she woke up, she crawled into bed, and
turning her back to her old partner, who was already in a comfort-
able state of forgetfulness, went fast asleep.
The whole family rather overslept themselves, for the sun was
quite brilliant when they awoke, and it was very evident that they



had been dozing away for some months. The ill-tempered bear was
the first on his legs, and kicking his two nearest brothers as he got
up, just to hint to them that he was awake again, he opened his
mouth to its whole extent-and a very great extent it was, too-
and stretching his limbs one after another, and giving himself a
hearty shake instead of washing, shaving, and combing, he scuffled
to the entrance of the cavern and sniffed at the fresh air. He sniffed
and sniffed, and the more he sniffed, the more certainly did his nose
whisper that there was something else besides fresh air which he
was inhaling. The smell of the fresh air, too, or the something else,
caused him a tremendous appetite, which was every moment be-
coming greater; and then it entered his bearish brain that where
there was a smell there must be something to occasion it. Where-
upon, following that great nose of his-and he could not have had
a better guide-he scuffled out of the cavern and down the path, till
he reached a little mound of earth and leaves, where, the odour being
strongest, he squatted down. With his great paws he soon demo-
lished the entrance to his mamma's larder, and lost no time in
pulling out some of the dainties it contained, which, without more
ado, he set about devouring. Meanwhile his brothers, who had been
aroused by the affectionate conduct of the eldest, were by this time
also wide awake, and had quite as good appetites as Bruin himself;
and though on ordinary occasions they stood in great awe of that
most ill-tempered brute, it must be admitted that this was an extra-
ordinary occasion, and they acted accordingly. Just fancy being
months without anything to eat, and having appetites fierce enough
to devour one another!
So they rushed to the spot where Bruin was making so excellent
a meal, and without any other apology than a short grunt or two,
they seized upon some of the hidden treasures, and with little
ceremony crammed them into their hungry jaws. Bruin was thun-
derstruck Never before had they ever presumed to dip their paws
into his dish, and now they were actually before his face, converting



the most delicate morsels to their own use, and, as it were, taking
the food out of his very mouth After an internal struggle of a few-
seconds, during which it seemed doubtful whether his emotions or
his greediness in filling his jaws so full would choke him, he uttered
a savage growl, and, with one stroke of his huge paw, felled his
younger brother to the ground. Then turning to the second, he
flew at him like a fury, and seemed resolved to make him share a
similar fate; but the other, who was not wanting in courage, and
who was strengthened by the idea that there was something still in
the larder worth fighting for, and which he would certainly lose if
he ran away, warded off his blows, and, by careful management, now
dodging, now striking, kept his brother at bay, and avoided coming
to such close quarters as to subject himself to Bruin's hug: for he
knew, if he once felt that embrace, there was not much chance of
his having any appetite left with which to complete his half-finished
The noise of the combat had now, however, roused the family.
Mrs. B. was the first to make her appearance, and she was soon
followed by the rest. Explanations ensued, although the facts of
the case were sufficiently clear, and Bruin's character was well
known. Old UTrsus Major drew himself up, and, for once in his life,
assumed a dignified demeanour. The ill-tempered bear stood abashed
before his parents, although he moved his head to and fro in an ob-
stinate manner, as though rejecting all interference.
It is a pity I cannot relate to you what was said upon this occa-
sion, for Old Bruin is reported to have made a very eloquent dis-
course on the horrible effects of ill-temper and greediness; and good
advice is worth having, whether uttered by a bear or any other
animal. Suffice it, that after lecturing his son on the enormity of
his offences-which probably he was himself partly the cause of,
through not punishing many of his previous errors-he bid him quit
for ever his paternal roof, and seek his fortune elsewhere; cautioning
him at the same time, that if he ever expected to get through the



world with credit to his name, and even comfort to his person, he
must be honest, good-tempered, and forbearing.
Bruin took this advice in most ungracious part; and without
exchanging a word with any of the family, although it was evident
his poor old mother longed to hug him in her arms, he growled out
some unintelligible words, and set forth upon his travels.


THERE is no denying that when Bruin had got clear of the old /
familiar path, and lost sight of the dwelling where he had hitherto
spent his days, he felt most particularly uncomfortable; and if he
had had the power of recalling the past, he would, in his present
state of feeling, no doubt have done so. For the first time in his
life, the sense of his ill-temper struck him in all its ugliness; and
as he sat down on a huge tree which was lying across his road, he
looked such a picture of disconsolateness, that it was evident he
would have felt great relief if he could have shed some tears. Alas,
how much does Bruin's condition remind us of little scenes among
ourselves! We give way to our bad tempers and our selfishness;
we make ourselves disagreeable, and our friends unhappy; we
quarrel, if we do not actually fight; and when we meet the reward
of our waywardness, and find ourselves abandoned by those who
would have loved us had we acted differently, we then moan over
our fate, and bitterly regret what we might have avoided. Alas,
poor human nature! alas, poor bear!
I am truly sorry to observe that no act of repentance followed
Bruin's sense of desolation. His first feeling of sorrow over, he felt
indignant that he should have been so treated; but, more than that,
as he was still hungry, he felt regret at being denied a closer search
into his old mother's larder.
Whilst engaged in his various reflections, he happened to cast
his eyes up to a neighboring hollow tree, where, at some height


from the ground, a number of bees were flying in and out a great
hole, with all the 'bustle and buzzing usual to those busy people.
Now, it is well known that bears are mightily fond of honey, and
will run great risks in order to obtain this dainty, and Bruin was
very far from being an exception to his tribe. He whs too ignorant
to reflect that it was a great deal too early in the season to hope for
any store, but, consulting only his own inclinations, he lost no time
in climbing up the tree ; and when he had reached the spot where
the now angry bees were hurrying to and fro more vigorously than
ever, he thrust his great paw into a hole with the hope of drawing
forth a famous booty. But the indignant insects now came out in a
swarm, and attacked him with the utmost fury; three of them
settled on his nose, and pricked him most unmercifully; a dozen or
two planted themselves on a great patch behind, where his trousers
were worn thin-; and a whole troop fastened on to the sore place in
his head-for it was not quite healed up-and so stung him, that,
roaring with pain and rage, he threw himself, rather than descended,
from the tree, and went flying through the wood to get rid of his
determined little enemies: they stuck fast, however, to their points
of attack, nor did Bruin get clear of his tormentors till he dashed
himself into a pool of water and buried his head for a moment or
two under the surface.
It was with some degree of trepidation that he raised his nose
above water and peeped about him; the bees were all gone, so he
crawled out of the mud, and after an angry shake or two, for his
coat was quite wet, he resumed his journey.
Bruin now travelled on till noon; and what with hunger and
his long walk, you may believe his temper was not improved. A
rustling noise on the left, accompanied every now and then with a
short, contented kind of grunt, attracted his attention, and looking
through some brambles, he described in an open space a very large
boar, with two most formidable tusks protruding from his jaws,
busily engaged in rooting up the ground, from which he had ex-



tracted a curious variety of roots and other edibles, the sight of
which made Bruin's mouth water. For the first time in his life he
felt the necessity of civility; for though he had never made any
personal acquaintance with the tribe to which the animal before him
belonged, there were many tales current in his family of their
ferocity when provoked; and the few reasoning powers he possessed
were sufficient to assure him, that not even his rough paws or burly
strength would secure him from those glistening tusks if directed
angrily against him. So Bruin resolved to try and be civil; and
with this determination walked into the stranger's domain, and
accosted him in as polite a way as his rude nature would permit him
to assume.
The animal, who was known in his neighbourhood as Wylde
Boare, Esquire, on account of the extent of his property, received
Bruin's advances with great. caution, for he was naturally of a sus-
picious temper, his bright reddish eyes twinkling in a very unplea-
sant manner; perceiving, however, that his unexpected visitor was
but a mere youngster, and that he looked very hungry and tired, he
grunted out a surly sort of welcome, and, jerking his snout in the
direction of the heap of provisions, bade him squat down and make
a meal. Bruin did not wait for a second invitation, but stretching
out his huge legs, picked up the fresh vegetables, which he thrust
into his capacious jaws with every appearance of relish.
When his repast came to an end-and this did not happen till
there was an end of the food-he wiped his mouth with the back of
his arm, and looked at the boar; and the boar, who had said
nothing during the disappearance of the fruits of his morning's
work, but had contented himself with uttering a grunt or two, looked
at Bruin. At length he observed,-
Hurgh, you have a famous appetite !"
Ah," answered the bear, and so would you, if you had not
eaten anything for the last few weeks !"
After a pause:-



Hurgh, hurgh !" said Mr. Boare, in a guttural voice: I never
tried; but a big fellow like you ought to be able to get through a
deal of work."
Perhaps so," observed the surly bear; but I don't intend to
make the experiment."
After another pause:-
Hurgh, an idle fellow, I'm afraid !" said Mr. Boare, half aside;
"and not quite so civil as before his breakfast." Then he exclaimed
aloud, "I suppose you will make no objection to help me dig
up some more food, seeing that you have made away with my
dinner, hurgh ?"
"Who do you take me for ?" said the ungrateful beast, spring-
ing to his legs, and eyeing his entertainer with one of his furious
Who do I take you for, hurgh, you graceless cub ?" exclaimed
Mr. Boare, in a rage, for he was rather hasty in his manner, and his
red eyes twinkled, and his back began to get up in a way which
showed his agitation; who do I take you for ? Why, I did take
you for one who would be at least thankful for food given you when
almost starving: but I now perceive you are only an ugly lump of a
bear. Out of my sight this instant, or, from want of my own dinner,
which you have devoured, I shall, perchance make a meal of you !-
hurgh, hurgh !"
As he said these words the bristles on his back started up so
furiously, and his tusks glistened so horridly in a little ray of sun-
light, which was peeping in to see what was the matter, that Master
Bruin felt thoroughly frightened, and made a precipitate retreat,
turning round at every few steps to observe whether he were followed,
and if it would be necessary to take refuge in one of the trees; but
Wylde Boare, Esq., only grunted out his favourite expression, which,
in this case, was mixed with a great deal of contempt, and recom-
menced digging for his dinner as if nothing had occurred to disturb
his usual contented state of mind.



Bruin now travelled on till he reached a stream, which came
bounding through this part of the wood at a very rapid pace, and
making a terrible fuss because sundry large stones in the middle of
its course rather impeded its progress. The noise it made, and the
anger it showed, seemed to please our sulky bear mightily, so he sat
down on the bank with his toes in the water to enjoy the spectacle.
The scene was a very striking one, and was fitted to charm the most
indifferent eye; and Bruin, bear as he was, could not help being at-
tracted by it. Whatever his meditations, however, it was not destined
that he should pursue them long without interruption; for his quick
ear soon detected the sharp, quick bark of several dogs-a sound
that was carried along by a breeze which swept by him at intervals.
He raised his head with his huge nose in the air to sniff out any pos-
sible danger, and did not seem at all pleased with the result of his
observations; for he drew first one foot and then the other out of
the water, and raised himself to his full height. As he did so, a
more than usual commotion in the stream drew his attention, when
he perceived the round head of a large otter appear above the sur-
face, whilst two bright eyes gave a hasty look all round. On observ-
ing Bruin, the head immediately disappeared, and at the same mo-
ment a whole pack of terriers, in hot haste, came sweeping round a
,bank hard by, but stopped short on finding themselves in presence
of such a formidable creature.
Bruin perceived that he had made an impression, and his usual
insolence returned; for he had at first been startled, and he attri-
buted the pause of the terriers to fear, when, in fact, it was only the
result of surprise. If he had been a little better physiognomist, he
would have observed a certain air of determination about the little
fellows, which sufficiently showed that it was prudence or a sense of
duty which stayed them, and not a lack of courage : they had been
sent out to procure an otter, and they were now deliberating among
themselves whether it would be wise to spend their time in quarrel-
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After a short consultation, one who appeared to have the guid-
ance of the pack uttered a decided little bark, and turning a little
aside, endeavoured to pass between Bruin and the stream, but suffi-
ciently near to show that he was not afraid to come into contact
with him, followed by his companions. This evidently contemptu-
ous mode of treating him, aroused all our ill-tempered hero's bad
humour; so, without considering the consequences of the action, he
raised his big paw and knocked the leader down. The sturdy little
fellows wanted no further provocation; as if influenced by a single
will, they turned upon him, and attacked him in front, flank, and
rear, with an impetuosity which was at first irresistible, because un-
expected. Finding that those behind him were his greatest and
most successful tormentors, he very prudently sat himself down,
crushing one or two of them in his descent; then springing to his
legs, and as he did so catching several more in his arms, he hugged
them till they had no more breath in their bodies, when he dropped
them, and took up a fresh supply. One of the pack, however, more
alert than his fellows, sprang up and seized him by the nose, making
his teeth meet in that prominent feature, and caused Bruin such
intense pain, that, forgetting all his strategy, he tried to beat down
his determined little foe with his paws, and ran off howling in a
most terrific manner, pursued by the remainder of the pack, who bit
at his hind legs, tore his already ragged coat till it hung in ribbons ;
and when Bruin, who, having at length got rid of the bold little fel-
low that had fastened to his nose, climbed up a tree, they stood
yelping at the foot of it, till evening had completely set in, when
they slowly retired.
And what were our ill-natured hero's thoughts, as he sat upon
an elevated branch, and gently rubbed his wounded snout ? Why,
unfortunately for his own happiness, he laid the blame of his mishap
on any one or any thing, rather than the right being or circum-
stance. It was the otter's fault, or the dogs' fault-those dogs were
always so quarrelsome; or it was his father's fault in driving him



away from home: in fact, every one was in error rather than him-
self and his own disagreeable disposition. And here we may observe,
that they are such characters as Bruin who bring disrepute on a
whole tribe; for we are too apt to form our opinions of a nation by
the few individuals we may happen to fall in with, although, pro-
bably, no conclusions can be falser. Let us, therefore, be careful
ere we form our judgments, and let us not believe that all Bruin's
kindred and compatriots were sulky and ill-tempered because he him-
self was such a disagreeable lump of a bear.


BRtuIn woke up next morning with so uncomfortable a feeling of
soreness from the rough treatment he had received, that it was with
some difficulty he was enabled to move his heavy limbs; and he
found sitting so unpleasant a posture, that he lay stretched across
two or three branches for several hours, and, in a very ill-humour
indeed, watched the activity displayed beneath and around him.
Now a stealthy fox, upon some foraging expedition, would come
creeping along, his foot-fall scarcely heard on the withered leaves
and dead branches; now a timid mouse would leap nimbly by, and,
at the least signal of danger, would disappear as if by enchantment;
then a frolicsome squirrel, vaulting as fearlessly from bough to
bough as if he were not fifty feet from the ground, would arouse
him for a minute from his sulky mood, and light up his fierce eye
with an expression of interest which it was very clear had no higher
source than a hope that the little tumbler might fall down and break
his neck, for daring to be in such a good humour. But the birds,
above all, excited his anger; for seeing them flying about gaily in
the sun, which tinged the tops of the trees so gloriously, Bruin
actually growled with indignation-a sound which nearly caused
that accident to Master Squirrel that our ungracious hero had
desired for him, so terribly was he frightened.
A few days thus spent sufficiently recovered him to render him
capable of moving, when he descended from his temporary hospital,
and, with the aid of a thick staff, which he had provided himself for


the purpose, set off once more, supplying his wants in the way of
food with such edibles as fell in his way, a bear not being remark-
ably particular concerning its quality or kind. One only thought
now possessed him,-that of quitting the wooded ground where his
life had hitherto been passed, and reaching one of those spots where,
as he had heard his parents relate, animals of various kinds congregate
together, and live in habitations raised by their own ingenuity; in
fact, a city.
At least," he thought, if what I have heard of such places be
true, and that merit of every kind is certain there to meet its reward
and be properly appreciated, I shall stand a better chance than my
neighbours." With this reflection, he shuffled on a little quicker;
and the reader, who has been thus allowed a private view of his
motives, will observe that modesty was not among Bruin's list of
After a day's march, with sundry resting by the way-for he
was not in good travelling order-he reached the outskirts of the
wood: and when he got beyond it, he stood still.to mark the pros-
pect, which was, in sooth, a very charming one, and the more strik-
ing to him as being so entirely novel. As he stood on a rising
ground, the scene lay beneath; and the sun, which was nearing the
horizon, darted his level beams through a gentle mist that was be-
ginning to rise from the valley, and made a wondrous golden haze,
shedding beauty over every object within its influence. A silvery
brook ran from some distant hills, and, after numerous windings,
spread into a broad pond; then narrowing again, with an abrupt
fall or two, which made its pace the faster, it ran noiselessly through
some green meadows, where cattle and horses were grazing, then
made a bend into the wood, where it was lost to view. Bruin's
quick eye scarcely, however, watched its course, for his whole atten-
tion was riveted on what to him was of more interest,-the city to
which his weary steps were directed. It stood upon the margin of
the rivulet, just before its waters expand into the little lake, and


seemed to occupy a considerable extent of ground. It was neither
handsomely nor regularly built, yet it had an imposing effect as a
whole, and in Bruin's eyes seemed to need nothing in the way of
architecture. Its inhabitants, I may observe in passing, were princi-
pally descendants of canine tribes, with a few pussies, who, for some
worldly advantage, had overcome their prejudices to such society;
and a flock or two of birds : as the latter, however, were of a vola-
tile disposition, and were constantly on the move, they resided prin-
cipally in the higher portions of the city, so that they might come
and go without interfering with the steadier habits of the animal
population. Several horses and black cattle resided in the environs,
but, with the exception of a donkey or two, rarely entered the town,
for they found few inducements in the noisy streets to compensate
them for the charm and tranquillity of a rural life.
After contemplating the scene for some time, Bruin slowly
descended the hill, his confidence in his own powers somewhat weak-
ened now he was in sight of the spot where they were to be called
into action; one reason for this slight depression of his spirits aris-
ing, probably, from his ignorance of the dwellers in the great city,
for the intelligence just communicated to the reader was at that
time totally unknown to him. The strange appearance, also, of
every creature he now met contributed to abash him; for every one
who had any pretensions to respectability wore over the coats with
which nature had provided them, clothes of a cut that looked
wonderful in the eyes of the untutored Bruin. His own aspect was,
meanwhile, not less odd in the opinion of the more civilised animals.
His untrimmed hair and beard, his ragged coat, his queer gait, and
the unrestrained gape of wonder with which he stared around him,
were sufficient to excite the attention of the most indifferent, and it
was with a tolerably large train at his heels that he reached the
entrance to the principal street. Here crowds of well-dressed dogs,
both male and female (the latter always well-attended), were walk-
ing about or idling the time away; town-bred puppies, with insolent




stare, were lounging at every turn, their delicate paws proving how
little they were used to labour. On one side Bruin observed a
gracefully-proportioned white cat, veiled, gliding demurely along,
whilst a strong tabby, her nurse, purred behind, with three little
kittens in her arms, mewing to their hearts' content; and on the
other several huge mastiffs, stalking gravely in a row, like policemen
in our London streets going to their beats, the animals to which
they have been compared being bound on a similar errand.
These various sights proved to Bruin that there must be a
different agency at work to that which existed in his native forest.
He was wise enough to perceive that mere animal force was not
likely to succeed here, or hold the same position as it did in the land
where he was born and had spent his earlier years. The appear-
ances of wealth on one hand, the evidences of a soldier-like dis-
cipline and order on the other, convinced him that this was no place
to vent his ill-humour by an exhibition of brute strength, for that it
was sure to meet more than its match; whilst the uncertainty of the
punishment which would attend such outbreak, provided it were in-
dulged in, made him resolve, at least, to put a curb upon his public
conduct. This was the first great step in Bruin's education; a step,
alas! merely taught him by his fears. Had it sprung from higher
sources, there would have been a chance of its doing permanent
good; but what solid benefit can be reckoned on or attained which
arises from such a motive ?
The attention that the rough stranger from a distant country
met with -from the civilised population of Caneville (for that, or
something like it, was the name of the city), was beginning to be
rather irksome to him. Every lady-dog, as she passed him, seemed
anxious to allow him plenty of room; the three kittens in arms at
sight of him set up a chorus of cries, which their nurse tried in vain
to appease; a mastiff, who was on guard on the opposite side of the
way, seemed very much inclined to interfere for the preservation of
public peace; whilst a couple of puppies, touched off in the extreme



of the then prevailing fashion at Caneville, turned up their noses
and their tails in a way which seemed to render it perfectly marvel-
lous how they kept upon their legs. All this was sufficiently irrita-
ting, even to the most good-natured of beings, and Bruin found it
especially hard to bear; he was assisted, however, in his prudential
resolution to abstain from any outward exhibition of wrath by a
sound which was as new to his ear as it was exciting to his feelings.
It came from the upper end of the street, where a crowd had
assembled; and as every one in his neighbourhood seemed to think
the amusement it promised would be of a more interesting kind than
baiting a bear, and had hastened in the direction whence it pro-
ceeded, Bruin thought he could not do better than follow their ex-
On reaching the spot, his great height enabled him to get a view
of what was going on; and as he pressed forward, the animals with
which he came in contact gladly made way at his approach, so that
in a few seconds he stood in the front row of a large circle, the
centre of which was occupied by a fat, overgrown pig, with an
astonishingly long snout, and a couple of rings through it by
way of ornament; two equally long ears, that had evidently been
submitted to some curious operation, for they were slit in various
places, and hung down from his head like uncombed locks of hair;
and a pair of very sharp little eyes, which seemed to have the un-
pleasant power of piercing right through you, if in their incessant
wanderings they chanced to catch a look from your own. It was
very evident that this animal, who was quite a savant, or, as we
should say, a learned pig, enjoyed a high reputation in the commu-
nity of Caneville, where he had been settled some time; and when-
ever, as now, he chose to make an outdoor exhibition of himself and
his powers, he was certain of a very full audience.
Behind him stood a punchy little bull-dog, with an inflamed
countenance, evidently caused by too close application to a mouth-
organ, arranged in such a way as to be at a convenient distance from



his capacious muzzle; and before him was a drum, an article on
which Bruin. looked with a curious and most ludicrous expression of
physiognomy. As he was now in the foremost van, he gradually
edged near and nearer to the object of his attraction, whilst the
learned beast was making preparations for a grand display; and just
as Bruin had reached the place where the drummer had taken his
stand, Herr Schwein (so was he called) gave orders for a flourish of
music by way of opening the performance. But how describe the
effect which the sound produced on our bear ? At the first stroke
of the stick on the drum, he leaped from the ground as if he had
been shot; then giving utterance to a prolonged howl, he began
dancing about in a way which would have been irresistibly funny if
the audience had not been too frightened to stop and witness it. As
it happened, a general panic seized the multitude, and off went good
part of the population of Caneville, howling, screaming, and yelping
to their various homes, where they, of course, each gave a different
version of the story. The learned pig alone, and his faithful Tom,
who would not run away for any body, were the only creatures who
stood their ground; the former, because he had travelled much and
was acquainted with the peculiarities of bears; and the latter, partly
for the reason just given, and in part because he was so fixed to the
drum that to go away without it was impossible; and to go away
with it, without previous packing, would have been equally difficult,
so he stood his ground and watched the proceedings.
On the ceasing of the music and dispersing of the crowd our hero
also stood still, as much surprised as any of the former spectators at
the effect he had produced; and then feeling still more sensibly the
effects of his fatigues, he sat down panting and exhausted. The
pig, who had been quietly watching him, and had evidently been
revolving some interesting thoughts in his contemplative -brain,
shortly after rose, and gathering up the things which were to have
figured in his evening's performance, and assisting to pack the drum
comfortably on Tom's back, beckoned to the bear, and waddled



gently off in an opposite direction of the city to that where Bruin
had entered. Our interesting brute hesitated a moment; but being
nudged by Tom, who uttered at the same time a word or two of en-
couragement, which, to render intelligible, may be translated by
" Come along, stupid !" he mechanically followed this fast young dog,
and they all reached the pig's habitation just as evening was falling.
After the bear had been regaled with a most hearty supper-for
pigs, it may be remarked by the way, are famous caterers-his
learned host. unfolded to him his plans. He explained the nature of
his own avocations; how that he had supported himself, and saved
a nice little store besides, through telling the fortunes and relating
the age of the lady-dogs and doglets of Caneville; and how he per-
formed sundry conjuring tricks, which, though easy enough when
found out, had earned for him an astonishing reputation among the
simple animals of the city, who never had penetrated the secret. He
explained, besides, that there were many more he could perform if
his figure were more slim and his movements as active as they had
been some years ago, before time, by increasing his rotundity, had
lessened the ease of his motions; but that if Bruin would undertake
to learn them, his fortune was as good as made: for he, Herr
Schwein, would not only teach him all he knew, but would reward
him with half the profits derived from his performance, when he
should have mastered his studies. This proposal so jumped with
Bruin's humour, that he consented without further solicitation, and
it was agreed that his engagement should commence from the fol-
lowing day.
With the morning's sun did our hero's lessons begin; and as
Nature had not added stupidity to his various weaknesses, he made
really rapid progress. But poor Piggy found it dreadfully hard
work, and more than once repented his bargain; for though reflec-
tion and circumstances had made him a philosopher, and travelling
had taught him experience, it required all his philosophy and his
utmost skill to support the weight of Bruin's unhandsome temper



and prevent an utter breach between them. Pride, however, and a
natural wish to reap the harvest which he had sown at the cost of so
much pains and labour, induced him to persevere, and the day at
length arrived when Bruin was to make his next appearance in
public. Since the first evening of his arrival he had kept strictly
within his employer's grounds, and had familiarised his mind with
the mouth-organ and the drum. But now the sun had risen that
was to shine on him again abroad; he felt considerably elated; the
idea of sporting a handsome pair of silk drawers, and a medal with
a ribbon round his neck, and a silver anklet, contributing not a little
to produce the feeling.
The pig, who knew the value of notoriety in such cases, had from
early morning, kept Tom parading the streets with a large placard
over his shoulders, announcing


The highly-discriminating being thus prepared, assembled in the
great square, the place chosen for the exhibition, long before the
appointed hour. The ladies were arranged in the foremost rank, with
a politeness that was perfectly edifying, whilst knots of fashionable
dogs and cats got as near as possible to the reigning favourites; curs
of inferior degree occupied the outermost ranks, and a bird or two
got gallery places above the heads of the animal spectators. It was



when expectation was raised to that pitch which usually finds vent in
the most discordant cries, that Bruin carrying a bag, followed by Tom
with the drum, made his appearance,-a sight which caused universal
approbation. Some praised his evident strength, others admired his
dress, and some again criticised his figure; but when he drew out
from his bag a quantity of singular objects, and Tom struck up an
extraordinary extempore air with variations on the pipes, accom-
panied by sundry vicious blows on the drum, public curiosity was
strained to the utmost.
When the music ceased, Bruin imperatively waved the spectators
back, and the performance began. He handled a pair of knives in a
way which made the beholders tremble; for those implements were
swallowed and appeared again at the tips of his paws or the end of
his nose, without doing him any injury, and they were forced into
his arms and drawn furiously across his throat without causing the
slightest wound; and then they were tucked into his waistband, and
after sundry contortions and leaps, and affected attitudes, they were
pulled from out his capacious jaws, where they had stuck fast, to the
wonder and delight of the spectators. Then he took up three balls
of polished brass, which seemed too heavy for any fashionable puppy
present to lift, and commenced a wonderful series of exploits with
them. Now they leaped a great height into the air, one after
another, with a rapidity which made the crowd's eyes water; then
they ran over his shoulders, and down his back, and between his legs,
and over his shoulders again in a continuous stream; and then they
went bumping over every projecting part of his body, leaping here,
jumping there, now on the top of his head, now on the tip of his
nose, and never falling to the ground, and always going this game
with such wondrous swiftness, as though there were thirty balls in-
stead of three. But the feat which pleased them most, and which
may be called the crowning effort of the display, was when Bruin
balanced a short stick on his forehead with a pewter plate on the top
of it, which by some mysterious agency, was made to spin round and



round, and dazzle the optics of the crowd as it glittered in the sun.
At this marvellous sight there was a burst of admiration! Tom
blew at his pipes and hammered at his drum with the utmost energy.
Two well-dressed young dogs, who had been paying particular atten-
tion to a tall young lady with a long sentimental nose, over which a
veil dropped gracefully (she was evidently one of the aristocratic
greyhound family), gaped with wonder as they staredfadt the whirling
pewter; the young lady herself looked on with a gaze where surprise
and admiration were singularly mingled; and the curs, who are less
accustomed to restrain their feelings, gave vent to them in vigor-
ous howls. The success was indeed, complete; and when Tom went
round with the plate, a rich harvest amply repaid the pains which
had been bestowed on the rehearsals.


HERR SCHWEIN, that very learned pig, who had stationed himself
in an unobserved corner of the throng, in order that he might
witness the behaviour of his pupil, was delighted, though not as-
tonished, at his success, and gave vent to his feelings in as marked
a manner as a philosopher and an animal of his peculiar temperament
could be expected to betray. He even went so far as to beg Bruin
to embrace him-an experiment he was not likely to desire repeated,
for that malicious beast gave him so severe a squeeze, as to cause
him an indigestion for several days after. Piggy's calculations, and
the joy which he built on them, would not have been of so solid a
kind, if he had known a little more of Bruin's disposition; but
though an animal of experience and knowledge of the world, he was
in this case too blinded by his pride to form his usually correct
judgment. He only considered what the bear owed to him in the
way of gratitude for clothing, feeding, and civilizing; he grunted
with satisfaction as he revolved in his thoughts the goodly treasure
which Bruin might be the means of his acquiring; for, philosopher
and animal of the world as he was, he had not been able to divest
himself of two grand vices,-gluttony and avarice. The former
belonged to his tribe, the latter to himself; and though at first sight
they would seem in contradiction with each other, he managed some-
how to permit, in his own proper person, that both should have
equal sway; and the older he grew, the larger and firmer-rooted did


these two passions become. He was getting also so unwieldy, that
indolence was, to a certain extent, forced upon him; and this was
another powerful consideration which induced him to look on the
accession of Bruin as a real benefit.
Unhappy, however, the lot of that animal who should repose any
degree of confidence in good to be derived from such a temper and
disposition! As day by day developed some new feature which
helped to betray a character singularly unamiable and unattractive,
so day by day did Herr Schwein's habitation resound with growls
and grunts of anger, where formerly reigned the completest calm.
Bruin's performances also lacking novelty, began to pall upon the
public taste; and though Tom trudged about with his placards more
vigorously than ever, and wore the soles of his poor paws thin with
the exercise, the novelty was dying out, and the fashionable puppies
began to be witty in their whispered remarks upon the person of the
bearer. The bear had got a great deal too lazy to learn any fresh
exploits; and the pig, indeed, was almost too much out of spirits to
teach them. Besides this, Bruin had acquired habits of rather an
expensive kind, to indulge which required a good deal of money;
and, as Herr Schwein suspected that his due half of the now dimi-
nished receipts was withheld from him, quarrels not unnaturally
These various annoyances produced a great change in poor Piggy,
who, perhaps, felt more deeply the overthrow of his pet projects,
than the actual loss his bargain had entailed on him; though the
loss itself was not trifling, for Bruin's enormous appetite, which he
indulged to a frightful extent, went considerably beyond the income
that his diminished exertions produced, and there was a chance, as
matters stood, that this resource would fail altogether. It is not
surprising, then, if the Herr should contemplate breaking off his
engagement, and terminating at once the difficulties which seemed
to threaten him, by turning the great bear adrift upon the world.
But a stronger power than a pig's was about to settle the question,



a power to which all animals are equally ameniable: and thus was
it brought into action.
It was evening; Bruin and Tom, the former in excessively ill-
humour, the latter much as usual, though sulky, returned home
where the Herr awaited them with impatience. It did not require
a very great amount of sagacity to learn that they had been unsuc-
cessful, for disappointment was plainly visible on the features of
both. From Bruin nothing could be obtained in the way of infor-
mation, for he had thrown himself on the ground, and stuffed his
wide jaws with some delicacies Piggy had reserved for his own
supper, so it was to Tom his master's eyes were directed for an
explanation. Now that valuable servant's fort never lay in making
an eloquent discourse, or even in describing the most ordinary facts
in a plain and intelligible manner ; and in this instance, as his feel-
ings interfered with the relation of facts, a tolerably large stock of
patience, and some cleverness to boot, were needed to understand
the account.
This was, after cross-examination, what Herr Schwein managed
to comprehend. They had gone to the market-place as usual, and,
to their delight, found it crowded, immediately jumping to the con-
clusion that the public mind of Caneville was not so utterly degraded
as they had begun to fancy it. The innocent conjecture was soon,
however, disabused; for on their drawing nearer they observed that
faithless population gathered about "ANOTHER DISTINGUISHED
FOREIGNER," with a remarkably long beard and a fierce pair of
horns, who proclaimed himself a magician from beyond the land
where the sun rose, and rejoiced in the name of Doctor Capricornus,
A.V.G.T., and M.U.H.S., which the great learning of Herr Schwein
interpreted by A Very Great Traveller, or Thief, and Member of
the Universal Herbage or Humbug Society. Now the feats dis-
played by this new candidate for public favour were of the stupidest
order (remember this is not the statement of a disinterested party)
consisting merely in pointing out any pebble on the ground that any



one of the crowd should have previously fixed on, and mounting to
the top of a little ladder and balancing himself on the tips of his
horns at the upper round; yet it was enough to excite the enthusiasm
of the lookers-on: nor could all the cries of Bruin, bidding them
come and see what true genius really was; nor all the dulcet notes
of Tom, though he blew at his pipes till he was black in the face, and
thrashed his drum till he beat in its crown, procure them a single
spectator. Thoroughly disgusted, they quitted the spot and returned
home, Bruin getting into a dispute with one of the city police by
the way for comporting himself bearishly towards a richly-dressed
and genteel-looking cat, who was quietly serenading his mistress,
seated at a balcony.
As Tom finished his relation, a slight squeak issued from the
pig's throat, but from its profoundest depths, as if it came from the
bottom of his heart. Once or twice, indeed, he turned his snout to
the place where the bear, who had finished his employer's supper, lay
at his full length asleep, as though he intended to arouse him; but
his philosophy or his physical weakness made him change his resolu-
tion, and, making a motion to Tom to lend him some assistance, he
tottered off with difficulty to bed, where he cast himself down as if
he were tired of the world and its struggles. At least his manner so
far affected Tom that he could not prevail on himself to quit his
master's side; but after watching him with interest for a full hour,
and observing him in a deep sleep, he stretched his body upon some
clean straw, instead of seeking his own crib, and was soon likewise
in a state of forgetfulness.
It must have been about midnight that Tom was aroused by a
suppressd grunting; he started up, and, by the aid of the moon, be-
held Herr Schwein lying on his back, and convulsively kicking his
legs in the air. He ran to his head and tried to raise him up, but
his weight was more than he could manage, so he called out in his
loudest voice for the assistance of Bruin. That ungracious beast,
however, though waked by the noise, felt no inclination to have his



repose disturbed; so bid him hold his peace, and let honest folks go
to sleep. Tom was a thoroughly faithful creature at heart, though
a rough and untutored one. The want of feeling displayed by the
bear, and his ingratitude in thus allowing his master to struggle
without even lending him a paw, aroused all the indignation of his
honest nature; so flying at Master Bruin, he caught hold of the tip
of his ear and bit it till the great beast roared with pain, and, effect-
ually roused, followed his adversary about the place in order to
punish him for his insolence. In his awkward evolutions he caught
one of his legs in a heap of straw, and fell full sprawl over poor
Herr Schwein. A small grunt, like a sigh with a bad cold, escaped
the learned Pig: it was his last for, when Bruin raised himself up,
he found his late employer perfectly motionless; nor did all his
efforts, such as pulling his snout, and shaking his trotters, and
twisting his tail, succeed in producing the slightest impression. The
bear was puzzled. He squatted down beside his old master, and,
sucking his right paw, whilst he scratched his pate with his left,
gazed long at the prostrate body. Meanwhile Tom drew nigh, and
guessing at the truth from his companion's attitude and the pig's
breathless quiet, raised his nose to the roof of the dwelling and
uttered a long and dismal howl of sorrow. Again and again, at
brief intervals, did the faithful servant thus deplore his master's
fate, till Bruin, angered by the noise, threw the broken drum at the
unconscious mourner, with such effect, indeed, that the shattered
extremity alighted on his crown and for the time completely buried
him, his voice sounding singularly sepulchral from the depths of the
hollow instrument. It effectually stopped the current of his grief
by creating a flood of irritation, which only respect for the dead pre-
vented his giving vent to, for he would otherwise have little heeded
either the strength or ferocity of his antagonist.
Bruin, who had betrayed no feeling of any kind at the sight of
his late benefactor thus converted into pork, now returned to his
own bed, and was soon again in a comfortable snore; but the faith"



ful Tom still sat beside the body of his master, and patiently watched
there till daylight.
The sun rose and many neighbours, apprised of the event, made
their appearance; some urged by curiosity to see how a dead pig
looked, some stimulated by avarice, hoping there might be a trifle or
two to pick up, and a few from a higher motive-the wish, namely,
to show respect for the memory of the deceased, by assisting, if
necessary, his survivors. Herr Schwein, however, had come amongst
them alone, nor was it thought that he had kith or kin; for no men-
tion of any amiable frau, or sow, no syllable of any interesting pig-
let, had ever issued from his learned jaws. He died as he had lived,
among strangers; and, alas all the learning he had acquired was
destined to perish with him: for, with one exception, Herr Schwein
had never committed any of his thoughts or experiences to writing.
I have said, with one exception; for the occasion is worth noting,
as it was on a matter interesting, indeed, to every epicure in the
universe. The subject which then engaged his pen bore the follow-
ing title :-" Signs by which the most unobservant may detect in the
soils of the world the existence of Truffles; together with an Essay
on the most effectual mode of cultivating them." And it may well
be conjectured, from the great learning and fitness of the writer to
deal with such a subject, how much new light must have been
thrown upon it. Unfortunately for the tribes of gourmands, and
poor Piggy's fame, this valuable paper was never destined to elec-
trify the world; for, cast into the street by Bruin among other
articles, considered, alas! of no value, it was picked up by some
ignorant puppy passing by, who, seeing it written in German cha-
racter, and not understanding a word of it,.tore up the priceless
document to make lights for his cigars.
Two mastiffs, who had been informed of the death, kept watch
meanwhile without the house; and when night again came on they
were joined by a couple of ugly curs, whose business it was to con-
vey the body to its last resting-place without the city; for the dogs,



with great good sense, had an intense dislike to bury the dead among
the living. The mortal remains of Herr Schwein being placed upon
a kind of sledge, were drawn slowly down to the little lake, followed
by Tom, as chief and only mourner, for Bruin was so devoid of feel-
ing as to refuse even this last tribute to tjie memory of one who had
been his best friend; and when the funeral procession reached the
water, the body was gently let down into the current, which bore,
it gradually away. Poor Tom sent after it a prolonged and melan-
choly howl, the last sad adieu of a simple but faithful heart; and then
turning his steps, which were mechanically leading him towards his
late home, in quite an opposite direction, he set off upon a lonely pil-
grimage, resolving in his own mind that many a scene should be
traversed ere he again gazed on his native city of Caneville.
Meanwhile Bruin, who felt not the least alarm at Tom's continued
absence, found himself suddenly in a position of the highest prospe-
rity. As no one was there to claim the property of the deceased, he
took possession of it as his right. Every corner was ransacked,
every hiding-place examined, and a large store of costumes, and
things of every kind, gathered in the course of the late Herr's
wanderings in different lands, were dragged from their obscurity.
His present habitation did not, however, suit his change of for-
tune: he must have a house in the most fashionable quarter of the
town. When this was obtained, not satisfied with the simple name
his fathers had honestly borne for so many generations, he resolved
to dub himself a nobleman, which he could the more easily do in a
place where his connexions were unknown, so styled himself Count
von Bruin forthwith. The wardrobe of his late learned employer
furnished him with a suit of astonishingly fine clothes, which fitted
him to a nicety; so on every fine morning, dressed therein, with hat
cocked upon his crown, his paws grasping a cane, and placed under
his coat-tails, so as to show off all the glory of his waistcoat, frill,
and splendid jewellery, he marched into the streets. He made so
imposing a figure in his new dress, and assumed such an air of



pomposity, that it was no wonder the uninitiated should have been
deceived, and have taken him for a lion of the very first nobility;
nor can we be surprised that a poor cur, almost in a state of nudity,
should, in the most abject manner, supplicate a trifle from "His
Lordship ;" that an ignorant cat, in passing, should take off his cap
and make a profound bow; or a kitten, just behind, cross its paws as
though it stood in the presence of a superior. There was one, how-
ever, who penetrated through all his disguise; one who had watched
him with interest when he made his debut in the public square and
drew down such abundant admiration, and who, by some feeling for
which she could not account, had followed his varying fortunes till
she saw him thus rich, superbly dressed, and strutting down the
street, as though Caneville were too small to hold him,-and that
one was the Hon, Miss Greyhound, I




SOLITARY as were Bruin's habits by nature, he had felt, since his
residence in a town, a change stealing gradually over him, and the
necessity of companionship becoming every day more sensibly ex-
perienced. In his late position he had had the constant companion-
ship of Tom and the learned society of his master, which, indeed, he
was but little capable of appreciating, besides the acquaintance of
some inferior animals whom he had managed to fall in with during
his idle hours ; though that these must have been of the very lowest
class, the reader, who is aware of the character of that great beast,
will readily suppose. Tom was, however, now gone; poor Schwein,
too, had departed; and Bruin's fine clothes and altered condition
entirely precluded at present a return to his former associates.
Society, he felt, he must have, and upon his choice now depended
his future fortunes. It was whilst this necessity was pressing on his
brain that one morning, when lolling in all the indolence of igno-
rance allied to wealth, he was surprised at the appearance of a dimi-
nutive spaniel, admitted by his porter, who, dressed in a rich scarlet
livery, bore a letter in his belt, which he presented with a certain
fawning grace to our hero, and hastily departed. This was the first
epistle that worthy had ever held in his own paws, so it may well be
judged he was but little prepared to investigate its contents. He
turned it over and over, and then put it to his nose, for the scent
which it emitted was pleasant to his sense of smell; but still this
gave him no hint at its meaning. Never before had he felt the


annoyance which a want of education inevitably causes; but now
that it did strike him, instead of arousing his energies to cure so
serious a defect,-a cure, too, which he could under present circum-
stances so easily accomplish,-it only moved his anger to think that
the little scrap of paper which he held in his paw, and which he
could without the slightest effort crush into nothingness, withheld
its secrets from him, whilst every mincing puppy in the streets could
command its every word. Ah, Master Bruin! Master Bruin! you
are not the first to make the discovery that knowledge is superior to
brute force. Angry or not, he wished to know the meaning of the
note; and summoning to his presence one who had managed to
procure the chief place in his household, cunning Fox as he was, he
commanded that worthy to read its contents aloud. Fox obeyed,
not at all displeased that he should be selected for this duty, as he
foresaw, from the so-called Count's ignorance, that he would be
able at a future period to turn his intimate knowledge of his master's
secrets to good account. He, therefore, read as follows:-

You may believe I must be actuated by a strong feeling in
your favour, when I thus forget what is due to my sex and rank, and
overcome all the prejudices which canine society builds up as a
barrier to intercourse with foreigners. I confess it; the feeling is a
strong one: but I rely on your honour to save me from the ill effects
my imprudence might otherwise lay me open to. If you are willing
to know farther, and are the animal I take you for, you will be in
waiting to-morrow evening after sunset, at the extremity of the
mews in the cats' quarter of the city."

This missive, written in bold but feminine characters, was with-
out a signature; and when Fox had retired, with a cunning leer
upon his sharp features, and Bruin was left alone to meditate upon
the singularity of the adventure, that great beast lost himself in
conjectures as to the writer, and figured to his imagination a creature



very different, no doubt, to the being actually in question. His
impatience, however, to get over the interval of time which must
elapse ere his curiosity could be gratified, was sensibly felt by every
inmate of the mansion. Nothing seemed to go right; the soup was
tasteless, the viands were overdone, and the vegetables raw. Never
was there so fastidious a bear; the cook more than once con-
templated some rash act; the poor little turnspits crept into corners
with their tails between their legs, fully expecting to be sacrificed in
some moment of wrath; whilst the various house-servants, pussies
of doubtful reputation, seemed to creep about the place as though
they were every moment in dread of being accused of purloining
certain savoury made-dishes, reserved especially for cook's private
friends. Fox, too, the steward and factotum of the establishment,
appeared not to possess his usual sleek and quiet ease, but, as the
evening drew near, got restless and fidgetty, though he tried to be
calm, and even more jocose than usual. He had been absent half
the morning, no one knew for what purpose; not that he ever con-
descended to divulge the causes of his movements, but there was a
slyer look in his eyes, and a sharper appearance about his clever,
pointed nose, than ordinarily animated those features.
The hour drew nigh. The sun was going down when the Count
von Bruin, most superbly dressed, sallied forth from his dwelling.
His demeanour was observed and criticised by every domestic in his
household, who, crowding to the windows, watched that great bear
go forth,-as he fancied, to conquer. Fox allowed him to turn the
corner; then, enveloped in a cloak which completely hid his figure,
he let himself out and glided after his master.
Bruin, meanwhile, strutted on till he reached the quarter of the
city inhabited by the descendants of the feline race; and as he had
never before been in that part of the town, he was at first utterly
confounded by the discordant cries. Instead, too, of the order pre-
vailing in the canine portions, the inhabitants seemed to take
delight in the wildest gymnastic demonstrations, and certainly seemed



to prefer the house-tops to any other lounging-place. Kittens, in
horrible abundance, were frisking about in every direction, and the
scene was altogether of a character which seemed to justify the
wisdom of the magnates of Caneville in obliging this singular people
to dwell in a distinct part of the town; a rule which, with a few
exceptions, was strictly carried out.
On reaching the mews, a place so called at the outskirts of the
city in this direction, and sufficiently removed from the noisy streets
as to make the spot a very solitary one, Bruin perceived he was alone
at the rendezvous; so, to while away the time, he strutted to and
fro, and meditated, in his usual style, on his own self-importance.
He was aroused from his reverie by a slight bark, or cough; and
raising his head, he perceived in the dim light a tall and graceful
figure deeply veiled.
He hastily advanced, his rough nature for the first time touched
at this proof of confidence, and his vanity suddenly rising to a
dangerous height, and taking the delicate white paw, which drooped
gracefully from a mantle, within his own, he unclosed his jaws to
make some tender speech. But before he had time to commit him-
self by his ignorance, the young lady uttered an aristocratic squeak,
and darted away with the utmost swiftness, and Bruin at the same
instant found himself seized by a strong grip from behind. He
turned round with a violence which threw his assailant a dozen paces
off, into a pool of stagnant water, his own coat being slit right up the
back by the movement; but he was at once attacked by half-a-dozen
others, who seemed bent on his destruction. Bruin's great strength,
however, served him in good stead; with his back against an old
wall, he received the assaults of his adversaries with all his wonted
ferocity; so that after ten minutes' fighting they drew off, leaving
two of their number motionless on the ground, and a third struggling
in vain to escape from the unsavoury hole where the whisk of Bruin's
coat-tails had cast him. To this spot Bruin now proceeded; and
sitting himself down on the edge, told the struggling dog he would.



help him out if he would divulge the meaning of this unexpected
attack on him. The half-drowned cur, having supplicated the bear
in vain to let him out before he commenced his narration, in accents
sadly interrupted by his throat getting at intervals choked with
dirty water, explained that himself and the others of his assailants
were the attendants of one of the most noble families in Caneville;
and that their master, learning from some member of Count von
Bruin's household that he (the Count) intended meeting his eldest
daughter at this spot to-night, had'commanded a body of his servitors
to be in readiness to fall upon him, and if possible take him prisoner,
for presuming to raise or lower his eyes to a damsel of such standing.
Scarcely had Bruin heard this communication to an end, than,
despite his promise and the poor dog's cries, he caught up a huge
clod of earth and dropped it upon the devoted head of the struggling
animal beneath. There was a great splash; a bubble or two came to
the surface of the horrid pool, and the brutal deed was consummated.
Yet at the same moment Bruin regretted he had been so precipitate,
for he had not learnt which member of his household had played the
spy. As he slowly left the place, he revolved this subject in his
mind, but could come to no satisfactory conclusion; for though
Fox appeared the most likely to be guilty, that worthy animal had
made himself so useful to his master, that he could not well manage
without him. He resolved, nevertheless, to watch him closely, and
with this prudent resolve he reached his own door.
Very different was his appearance now to that which it presented
on his issuing from the mansion. His coat torn to ribbons, his hat
without a crown, his majestic frill rumpled and bloody, and his waist-
coat without a single button left wherewith to restrain the exube-
rance of his linen. All his domestics were eager in their inquiries
and offers of service; and Fox was so overpowering in his expressions
of regret, that all suspicion vanished from Bruin's brain at once; and
he attributed his informant's tale to some malicious calumny, invented
to save his life and conceal the true cause of the attack upon him.



Our hero, finding that the paths of gallantry were filled with so
much unpleasantness, resolved, like a prudent animal, to avoid them
carefully in future; but as his desire for an introduction to society
continued, he availed himself of the offer of his steward, who pro-
mised to procure him introductions to youth of the best families.
The class with which Fox managed to bring him into connexion
was the most worthless in Caneville, consisting of fast young dogs,
who had a singular knack of reversing the order of nature, and going
to bed when other animals were getting up, and thinking of rising
when the discreet part of the world deemed it time to retire to rest.
They had formed themselves into a sort of club, which they called
the Hard and Fast; and, indeed, no terms could better express
the habits of the members; for they gamed hard, drank hard, and
talked hard, and lived so uncommonly fast, that it was not surpris-
ing that, though quite young, they should have many of the infirmi-
ties of age. To these worthies Bruin was an acquisition; for he was
rich, ignorant, and gullible, whilst they were poor, grasping, and
unscrupulous. At the very first interview, all parties were equally
delighted with each other; the ease of his new companions' manners
was perfectly charming to Bruin, who considered it as a proof of
their breeding, and every following day strengthened the connexion.
Riotous parties of pleasure were constantly projected, for which
their friend Von Bruin paid; banquets of the most expensive kind
were always spread upon his table, at which his dear fellows of
the club" assisted-themselves; and, indeed, so closely were the
bonds of union drawn, that after some time many of them could not
bear to separate from their esteemed Count; and, therefore, took
up their residence with him altogether.
If disorder were running such a race in company with the chief
of the establishment, it may be conjectured that but little prudence
or economy was displayed by the domestics. Extravagance of every
kind ran riot, amongst them as wildly as with their master, and
they scrupled not at all sorts of petty pilfering, where there were



none to censure or restrain. Fox, it is true, had the right, and pos-
sessed the influence requisite to do so; but for some evil design
of his own, possibly that his private peccadilloes might escape un-
noticed, he seemed tacitly to submit to such a state of things, and
in some instances actually encouraged it. And what could be the
only result of such a life of dissipation, unchecked by a single effort
of discretion ? Why, nothing but the most irretrievable ruin; and
ruined the bear was after three months' trial. And when, following
a banquet of several days' duration, the clouded intellects of the
beast were made sensible of the fact; when he found his table cleared
for the last time both of servants and guests; when he traversed
the various apartments of his mansion, and observed all stripped,
destroyed, and echoing only to the sounds of his own footsteps;
when, in fine, he discovered that he was again alone in the world,
without any portion of that wealth which he had so sadly abused,
and with many new and vicious tastes which he had no longer the
means to gratify; bitter, indeed, were his lamentations, shocking
his fits of anger. These over, and they lasted long, long days, he
seriously examined the state of his affairs. With the exception of
the clothes upon his back, and a little change in his pocket, he
possessed absolutely nothing, so effectually had his kind friends and
faithful servants stripped him of his means : it was, therefore, with
no enviable feelings he left the house, his house no longer, to seek a
shelter for his head, and a crust to appease his hunger.
He carefully avoided all his former resorts, and directed his
steps to those parts of the town where poverty and vice were accus-
tomed to assemble, strong in their numbers and their misery.
Among them he now strove to bury his griefs and acquire consola-
tion; but, alas, it was at the cost of every hope of virtue which
might yet lurk in his nature! Characters like Bruin's, that are
ever more apt to imitate the evil than the good which is around
them, can only acquire some fresh stain from every contact with the
wicked; and thus our bear sunk lower and lower in the scale of


beasts, till many even of his new associates at last shrunk from
Some months after Bruin'.s being' turned out of his splendid
home there was a great fair held, just without the town of Caneville;
and, as is usual in such cases, the lowest orders of the population
assembled there. The Hon. Miss Greyhound, who had been a prey to
feelings of a very mixed nature since her interrupted interview with
Bruin, had joined a party of fashionables in an unusually long
walk, and on their return to the city by a different route they came
upon the fair. They stopped on a rising ground at some little
distance to view the sports; then observing a group with a tall
ungainly figure in the centre, a little to the right, they drew nearer
to observe the proceedings. The great beast in the centre had his
back to them, so they could not observe his features; but they saw
that his clothes were ragged, his whole appearance very dirty, and
his hat a particularly bad one. A dozen of heavy sticks were at
his feet, and a couple were under his arm: whilst at some twenty
paces distant two wands, with an ornament or trinket at the top of
each, were stuck upright in a straw bag ready to be thrown at by
any adventurous puss or puppy who had a coin at his disposal. A
couple of cats were lovingly walking at some distance, another was
climbing a large tree which overhung the place, and a fourth was
lazily seated high above; whilst, in the neighbourhood of the animal
who was presiding over the scene, were several dogs and a cat or two
waiting for their turn. The tall beast now altered his position, and
the strongly-marked features of a bear became plainly visible to the
party; at the same time he caught sight of the fashionable group,
and, with a fierce expression in his eye, surlily invited the well-dressed
males to take their chance at Three throws a-penny !"
A gentle howl from Miss G. was the only reply, as the party
hastily retreated; for she recognized in the dirty, degraded beast,
who was presiding over this vulgar sport, the object she had once
looked on with affection, the once wealthy Count von Bruin.







THE fair of Caneville was like fairs in most other parts of the world,
and contained the usual elements of fun and wickedness, toys and
dirt, sweets and other messes. As all these various ingredients
looked best at night, when the broad sun was withdrawn and an
artificial light very feebly supplied its place, it was towards evening
that the fair began to fill, and doubtful characters to ply their vari-
ous vocations. It was matter of remark that there was much more
quarrelling and ill-humour in the fair this particular year, than
there had been for several previous periods; and it was also observed
that a tall and powerful bear-no other than our hero Bruin-was
ever in the midst of it, either as an instigator or a principal. This
circumstance made the authorities more than usually alert, and
caused Master Bruin to be closely watched.
It was at the close of the last day, after many scenes of evil
which it is not necessary to describe, that a serious disturbance arose
in the part of the field where Bruin had his stand. Blows soon fol-
lowed angry words; the contending parties flew at each other with
great ferocity; growl followed growl, and bite succeeded bite, so
that a good deal of blood was shed-ill blood; so, perhaps, better
out than in;-and as Bruin's sticks were conveniently at hand as
weapons of offence, they were soon seized upon, and used so indis-
criminately, that almot every throw told. Many were stretched on
the ground, and one of the mastiff-police was thought to be killed.
This was a serious offence, indeed, and those who knew the penalty

attending such a calamity instantly took to flight. They were as in-
stantly pursued; and when about to be captured, with one voice
denounced Bruin as the culprit; though, in fact, it was not he who
had struck the blow, and they knew it: but such was his known
ferocity and ill-temper, that to shield themselves they were ready to
give up the wrong beast, whom no one loved, and whom every one
would have suspected as the author of the calamity. So the bear, in
spite of his protestations of innocence, and in spite too of a most
furious resistance, in the course of which he got more than one
savage bite from some small animal he had injured, was dragged
off to prison.
The place used for this purpose was a portion of a ruined castle,
standing in the centre of the town, on the banks of the rivulet before
spoken of ; the ruin itself being of great antiquity, and having been
evidently erected by a very different class of beings to that which
formed the present population of Caneville. Several compartments
were adapted for the purpose, all more or less secure; but the square
stone chamber into which Bruin was thrust was the strongest of them
all. The door opening outwards was closed on him, and secured by
a heavy mass of rock, which the united efforts of several of the
police rolled against it; and having thus deposited the prisoner in
safety, a couple mounted guard at the entrance, in case by any
chance the great strength of the bear should succeed in removing the
fastening. Bruin seemed, however, in no humour to make the ex-
periment. Sore and. worn out, he crawled into a corner and was
soon fast asleep, resuming in his dreams some of his old avocations.
He woke at daylight, and immediately rose to examine his prison.
The door he sniffed at, but passed by; the window was at so great a
height from the floor that he could not reach it upon tiptoe, but he
remarked that a very delicious puff of fresh air came down an aper-
ture originally used as a chimney. He moved hastily towards it,
and, many feet above, observed the blue sky, and the large branch of
a tree waving over the aperture. Had Messieurs the Police been




aware of Bruin's climbing propensities, they would scarcely have left
this point unguarded; as it was, the bear proceeded immediately to
take advantage of it. With a spring he caught hold of an opening
formed by a missing stone, and drawing his body up to his paw, he
stuck his foot into the hole and pressed his broad back against the
opposite side; a projecting brick gave him a second hold, and then
the difficulty was over, for the chimney narrowing he managed to
get up by the simple pressure of his knees and back, and the use of
his broad and muscular paws. A few seconds sufficed for him to
reach the top, on which he sat with his heels dangling in the air, to
enjoy the prospect and take breath, while he deliberated on his
farther proceedings.
Meanwhile an inquiry had been entered upon by the authorities
of Caneville concerning the riot, in which one of the police was
alleged to have been killed, but as the object of the inquiry limped
into the assembly during the sitting, it was not considered worth
while to hear evidence as to the authors of his death; and as he,
moreover, distinctly stated that the beast who struck the blow was
not a bear, it was ordered that the bear who was in custody on the
charge should be liberated forthwith. Great was the surprise of
his guards, however, on proceeding to his prison, to find that he
had anticipated the verdict and had taken the liberty of setting him-
self free; in what way was pretty clear, as, on looking up the
chimney, they were no less amused than astonished to see him just in
the act of swinging himself on to the projecting branch of the tree
and disappear from their view. They ran round into the court to
mark the end of Bruin's manoeuvres, but he had been too quick for
them; not knowing of his being again a free bear, and apprehensive
of being pursued, he had descended the tree with the utmost velo-
city, climbed over a ruined wall, and dropping, not lightly, into the
stream, with a few bold strokes reached the opposite shore, where
he immediately climbed a leafy oak, with the intention of waiting
till the hue and cry was over.


He kept his position very quietly all day, rather surprised that
no commotion should be visible in and about the prison, of which he
commanded a good view; and as evening was falling he resolved to
descend, and, recrossing the stream higher up, seek refuge in some
one of his late haunts. Just as he was about putting this resolution
into effect he heard voices beneath the tree, and lay quite still to
listen. But what was his astonishment, as they drew nearer, to per-
ceive that one of the two foxes from whom the sounds proceeded,
was his former steward and factotum! His interest in their move-
ments was of course increased, and he listened, with his ears and
eyes bent down, to catch their every syllable and look. The stranger
fox, it appeared, was about crossing the brook to the city, and the
other one had accompanied him thus far, but refused to enter the
town. On this, the following words reached Bruin's ear:-
Stranger.-I have noticed more than once, cousin, that you
avoid the town; and yet I have known you to declare that no one
but a cow could live in the country.
Fox.-True enough, my dear fellow; but since I left his service,
you know, I don't care to run the risk of meeting him.
Stranger.-Ha! ha! I see. You are rather apprehensive he
should seize you by the throat, and exclaim, My money or
your life!"
Fox.-Hush hush! who knows what ears may be listening ?
Enough that I have a comfortable competency, and don't choose
to run the risk of losing it.
Stranger.-Well, well, cousin, I say no more; but remember,
your grandfather and mine never left his home for fear of meeting
with a wolf who owed him a grudge, and was found dead in his bed,
having been murdered by the very wolf after all. Come! you
needn't look so down about it, old fellow; nothing half so bad, I
hope, will come to you.-Ta ta!
So saying, the stranger fox took leave of his cousin, and was
soon on the opposite shore.




Fox waited till he saw him land, and then slowly turned to
retrace his steps.
Scarcely, however, had he taken half-a-dozen paces, than a rush-
ing noise smote his ears; and before he could raise his head a
heavy body struck him between the shoulders, with a violence which
dashed him flat on to the ground. He neither moved nor uttered a
cry: his neck was broken. With a savage howl, Bruin-for it
is easy to guess that it was he-put his heavy paw upon the other's
chest; but finding all still, he examined his clothes, whence he
took all the valuables. He paused in his work to chide his own
precipitancy; for had he followed the Fox, he might, perhaps, have
learnt his dwelling and regained great part of his property. It was
too late now; so giving a savage kick on the face of the unfortu-
nate animal, he heaped it over with leaves, and pursued his original
intention of regaining the city, and before night was once more
beneath the roof of a late associate.
He remained for several days perfectly quiet and inactive; but
finding no search was instituted for him, he, little by little, resumed
his old habits, and, as many knew to their cost, his old overbearing
Among the tastes prevailing to an immense extent in the com-
munity of Caneville, a great love for those dainties which we call
oysters had always been remarkable. It occurred to Bruin, as he
had now some trifling capital, that he would invest a portion in such
articles as made up the fixtures and stock-in-trade of an oyster-
merchant: the former expression is, however, a misnomer, for the
stall and tubs included under the term fixtures would be more
properly described as moveables. This was soon effected; and Bruin
having chosen a semi-respectable thoroughfare, where he would have
a chance of a customer or two from the upper, and would not be too
far removed from the lower class of Caneville society, he planted his
stall, arranged his tubs, spruced up his own person with the addition
of a most formidable collar and a most doubtfully clean apron, and



vociferated his "Penny a lot, pups penny a lot !" in a way which
greatly edified the bystanders. The bystanders were, however, soon
induced to become purchasers, for very few of them could resist
oysters, if they had the wherewithal to purchase them; and Bruin's
natives were so fine and fresh, and he had so clever a knack of
opening them, that it was really worth the money to see him do that,
and many actually went there for the purpose: so that it really
seemed he had at last hit upon a business for which he was entirely
suited, which met also the public views, and that a short time would
enable him, with prudence, to save provision for his old age.
But, alas, the perversity of bears! No sooner did anything like
a smile from Fortune's face alight upon him, than he seemed resolved
by his uncompromising temper to turn it to a frown! As long as
the business was new to him, he took pleasure in performing the
duties belonging to it in a proper manner; a little roughly, it may
be, but still-properly. Directly it grew familiar, he became care-
less; and he had a most wilful habit of aggravating his customers,
which could not, of course, continue without seriously injuring
his trade. For instance, when some pert young puppy would
come forward, and civilly enough request his one or two
penn'orth of natives," Bruin would first insist on having the money
paid down, and would then tantalise his customer by offering him
the opened oyster and hastily withdrawing it just as the impatient
jaws were about to close on the desired morsel, and so on to the end
to the vast irritation of many an irrascible little animal.
And a day came when this same spirit caused the upset of his
trade, and set a veto upon his selling the natives," at least in Cane-
ville, for the future. A fox and a young terrier had both paid their
money, and were eagerly waiting for their oysters, disturbing by
their clamour a grave old dog who was licking the shell of his last
penn'orth, when a domestic from a wealthy family, arrayed in a
superb livery-cloak, came up to order a lot for his master. The usual
game-if it can be called so, when all the fun was on one side-was


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being played; three distinct efforts had been made by Terrier to get
his second instalment, when, in the struggle which ensued, the
vinegar-bottle was knocked over, the cork came out, and the per.
fidious liquid, highly adulterated with vitriol (for, to their shame be
it spoken, the dogs of distillers did not hesitate to endanger the lives
of the inhabitants by such practices), poured in full volume over the
rich livery-cloak of the servant, which was completely spoiled. The
master, who was as powerful as he was avaricious, made a formal
complaint against Bruin and his stall as a nuisance; and as it was
impossible even in Caneville to obtain perfect justice, the report
without other inquiry, was taken as correct, and Bruin, boiling with
rage, had the mortification of seeing his tubs smashed, his stall
destroyed, and his "natives scattered all abroad without being able
to strike a blow in their defence.


BRUiN, that great animal, was seated on a bank overhanging the
river, which, being shallow at this spot, brawled loudly over its
pebbly bed, some parts of which were dry. It was at such a distance
from the city that all the noises common to its streets were united
into one buzz or hum, and the whole scene was well adapted to sug-
gest meditations upon private matters, or the affairs of the world in
general. Yet Bruin did not seem influenced by any such reflections:
if one might venture a guess from the appearance of his physiog-
nomy, one would say that nothing in particular occupied his brains;
true, his looks were black, his head was cast down, his eyes, as usual,
were cunning and ferocious, but then they- were always so, and con.
sequently presented no index of what was passing within.
Suddenly his features brightened, his face assumed an expression
of interest, and he put his paw gently behind him to secure a stone,
whilst his gaze was intently fixed on a dry spot of the bed below.
Following the direction of his look, one might have perceived an
uncommonly fat frog pulling with all his strength at the leg of
another one whose body was hidden behind a heap of pebbles, and
certainly the sight was one to amuse a wiser head than a bear's.
The standing-place of the paunchy little animal being very green
and slippery, and the leg which he so tightly clasped belonging to a
fellow creature of no ordinary robustness, the struggle was diversified
every few seconds by the fat fellow toppling on to his nose or back,
or being dragged behind the heap, and then suddenly reappearing


still holding with passionless determination to that devoted leg, and
tumbling about without uttering a syllable. It was when the
greater part of his body was exposed to view in a position more
comical than dignified, so great were his exertions, that Bruin's
stone, cast with unerring aim, descended upon the unfortunate frog.
It hit him upon the softest and most projecting part of his back, and
had the effect of raising him instantly into a perpendicular position,
when looking round and observing the huge beast above about to
repeat the application, he clapped his broad hand over the wounded
place, and limped hastily away; nor could all the enticements of the
bear, conveyed, it is true, in very unflattering language, induce him
to expose his person to the chances of a second throw.
Bruin's attention was shortly after aroused anew, by observing a
wretched old dog tottering under the weight of a large bundle,
strapped upon his back, which he was conveying to the city. He
came within sa few feet of the bear, whom he knew slightly, and
casting down his load, which he seemed to have brought from a
distance, wiped his face with his ragged tail. Bruin was the first to
Bruin (with a grunt).-Hard at work as usual, eh Flip ?
Flip.-Yes, Master Bruin, these qre hard times; no bone to pick
without it, you know.
Bruin (with a very emphatic grunt).-That depends; some have
lots of bones, and fine clothes, and warm beds, without doing any.
thing harder for them than picking the one, putting on the other,
and sleeping on the third;-but never mind that; what have you
got there in your bundle, old fellow ?
Flip.-Why, songs, Master Bruin; and you, who are fond of
music, might make mints of money by selling 'em, if you'd only
choose to do it.
Bruin (pricking up his ears).-Ah, Master Flip and in what
way ?
Flip.-Why, here are all the new songs that have been sung for



the last ten seasons by the Caterwaulic Society at their new Hall,
and a lot more besides, printed in half-a-dozen columns three times
as long as my tail, and all for a penny. Why, the very names of
them are worth double the money. I'm going to take this package to
old Powtry the bookseller, and, if you're in want of a job I'll re-
commend you to him as one of the venders.
The proposal, in Bruin's state of finance, was not to be despised;
for since his forced retirement from business, he had found his
stomach and his pockets, by a very natural sympathy, suffering from
precisely the same complaint-a degree of emptiness, namely-which
there seemed no chance of finding a remedy for; but he had sundry
doubts as to his capabilities for the new employment he was about
seeking, particularly as he was aware his reputation was more noto-
rious than favourable. To his surprise, however, though his person
was well known to the individual Powtry, not the slightest objection
seemed to be made on the score of anything. The terms of his
agreement-alas not remarkably liberal-were arranged; Bruin
spent a couple of days in conning over his task, and forgetting to
thank the poor dog who had procured him his situation, he once
more entered the busy streets of Caneville to add his bass voice to
the other cries of that populous city. His appearance, as he made
his way into the centre of the most active thoroughfare, holding in
one paw his list of songs-longer than most of the inhabitants-
whilst his other was thrust into his trowsers' pocket; the impudent
leer upon his face, as he surveyed his audience, and the careless set
of his clothes, which, big as he was, seemed a size too capacious for
him,-immediately attracted a crowd. A butcher's dog, who had
been ordered to make all speed to No. 10 in this same street, with a
leg of mutton in his basket, stayed to gape and listen, although he
was standing opposite No. 9. A young pup from a neighboring
alley ran out at the sound of his voice to learn the news. A spaniel,
with long curly hair and medicine-basket on his arm, could not
resist the temptation of just stopping to hear, though three servants




of one of his master's patients were scouring the streets in search of
him; nor could an eminent vocalist of the feline tribe, la Signorina
Pussetta Scracciolini, pass by without lending an ear to the wonder-
ful list of melodies. There was another figure, too, who slackened
her pace as she was passing the group, and by an irresistible impulse
seemed compelled to draw near and listen; she was richly dressed
in mantle and hood, which, thrown gracefully back, displayed a head
and neck of aristocratic proportions; she seemed ill, however, and
weak, for her delicate paws were resting on a stick, as though such
aid were requisite, whilst her short breathing seemed to hint that
her sorrows were bringing her nearer to her doom. She must have
been once possessed of considerable beauty, and even now there was
enough remaining to distinguish the Hon. Miss Greyhound.
Thus surrounded, Bruin vociferated with all the power of his
"O .. o... .O O. .O. .Y........... A!
Never were such times! Here you are! only look! Double your
own length of songs for one penny Enough paper to make your-
selves 'a coat to wrap yourselves in melody! Only one penny!
Five hundred of the choicest songs of the Caterwaulic and Puppeeyan
Amalgamated Harmonic Societies; and upwards of five hundred
more of the most popular ditties of Caneville, and all for one
penny ! "
And then he croaked forth the following doggrel (the most
acceptable poetry, by the way, of the city), in which the titles of
the songs were dragged in, without any regard to order, to make up
a rhyme:-
"Here's What's a Clock F'
And' Like a rock
He stood upon his dignity;'
With' Pups alive,'
And' We are Five,'
And dozens more. Who'll buy P who'll buy P
Here's Puss was out,'
And' Piggy's snout



Was longer far than I can tell;'
With 'IMerry Dogs,'
And Yellow Frogs'
In scores, I'm ready here to sell.
Here's Burning sighs,'
And 'Ah those eyes !'
And' Songs for kittens newly born;'
With 'Stay, oh, stay!'
And' Don't say nay,'
And some no worse for being worn.
Here's' Love's an ass !'
And Pass the glass,'
And' Jocky is the dog for me ;'
Here's Did you ever P'
'No, I never!'
And I hope it yet may be,'
And all for one penny !"

And thus he went down the street disposing of his wares with
wonderful rapidity, and producing sundry forced accompaniments
to his own wretched song by treading on the toes of all the pups
who were attracted by curiosity to his vicinity.
A second and a third supply was exhausted before the canine and
feline public of Caneville got tired of purchasing their own measure
of song; whether a fourth would have been successful there was no
chance of discovering, for old Powtry looked in vain for Bruin with
the proceeds of the last lot. Day after day passed by and still he
was absent, until it was deemed necessary to have a search after him.
For some time he eluded all inquiries, as he well knew his fate if his
hiding-place were discovered; for having appropriated the money.
of his master to his own use, he was fully aware that his person
would have to pay the penalty of his transgression. He skulked
about the lowest purlieus of the city, among curs of the most de-
graded character, as dirty and negligent in body as they were
debased in mind, until, in hourly fear of being betrayed, he felt that
the worst certainty would be preferable to such a state of suspense
and alarm, so resolved to deliver himself up and brave the worst. He



was again cast into prison: for that he was prepared; but he was
not prepared for the wretched place of confinement to which he was
now condemned. On being first thrust into it, he could not behold
all its horror; but when his eyes got accustomed to the semi-dark-
ness, he found himself in a dismal cell under ground, half full of
water from the overflowing of the river, and teeming with numerous
crawling, slimy things. A little hole, half choked with earth and
stones, let in all the place possessed of light and air; and as the only
air which could ever visit the place had to pass over a bed of stag-
nant mud ere it reached the spot, it possessed but few refreshing
Bruin, who had in his despair given himself quietly up to the
authorities, thinking probably that by the very act he might procure
some mitigation of his sentence, now that he perceived his doom,
gave way to one of those fearful bursts of rage which no experience
had succeeded in teaching him to curb. He howled till the dirt
sticking about the vaulted ceiling, and the earth choking up the air-
hole, dropped piecemeal to the ground, and every insect that had
ears covered them up the best way it could to prevent its becoming
instantaneously deafened by the horrid sound; then tearing round
and round and round the confined space of his cell, till there seemed
to him fifty windows instead of one, and the single door appeared
suddenly placed in every part of the miserable vault,-he struck his
head against the rugged wall of his prison, and toppled over senseless
on to the ground.



IT is not easy to say how long Bruin remained insensible, but it
must have been some time; for when he recovered himself, there
was a feeling of weakness about him as though he had been fasting
long. His head, too, felt sadly dizzy as he rose from his cold bed
and pushed his nose against the hole of a window to procure a little
air. From this he withdrew to pace his narrow cell; and as the
turning round increased his giddiness, on reaching the opposite wall
he retraced his steps backwards, and so continued for a full hour,
gently moving his head meanwhile to the right and left, as was his
wont. Then getting into the driest corner, he threw himself of a
heap on the ground, and mechanically resuming the old family
practice of sucking his paw, tried to bring his mind to bear upon his
situation. But this was a matter of no little difficulty, for the late
events of his life had tended very considerably to weaken an intellect
that was never remarkable for strength; and so he sat, and relapsed
into a dozy state, where forgetfulness, for the most part, presided.
At times, it is true, he would wake up, and the old fire lighting in
his eyes, he would dash his paw on the ground as he observed
the prison-walls close around him; but the feeling was momentary,
and it was evident that the indulgence of his evil passions had so
far clouded his reason, that a few weeks' solitary confinement would
deprive him of all power of reflection for ever.
Evening had come again, though it was dark night in Bruin's
cell, and had been so for hours; when suddenly he heard, or fancied


he heard, his name uttered in a loud whisper. A fear he had never
before experienced, an apprehension of he knew not what, stole over
him; and it was not till the voice, a little louder, exclaimed,-
"Bruin! Bruin, I say !" that he dared venture a reply; when,
after an effort, he said,-
"Who calls ?"
A friend," was the ready answer.
"A friend!" exclaimed Bruin, savagely; "then you can't be
seeking me, for I have got no friends."
Come, come, Bruin," said the voice again, "don't be testy;
it's I, the Captain, and you know I never played you false."
Bruin now, indeed, recognized the voice As that of, perhaps, the
most desperate dog in Caneville. He was a bloodhound of large
size and formidable strength, and such ferocity and daring, that few
cared to come into contact with him, lest by some chance they should
be involved in a quarrel which could only have a disastrous termina-
tion. Public report fixed more than one deep crime upon this canine
desperado; but still, somehow, he escaped the power of the law.
Bruin felt flattered at his attention, and inquired what had brought
him there.
Why," replied the Captain, this is the third time I have been
here already; but though I have called out your name so loudly that
I expected to alarm the guard, I have got no answer till to-
night. I shouldn't have come back again, for I thought you were
S So I have been nearly, Captain," answered Bruin; "but I am
not quite gone yet, you hear. Now you have found me alive, though,
what is it you want; and how can I, shut up here, be of any interest
to you ?"
Listen to me, Bruin," said the Captain, as he squeezed his nose
into the tiny window, and dropped his voice to a low whisper; "if
you were out, and at liberty, would you feel inclined to join me and
one or two others in a job we intend to come off to-night ?"

Bruin hastened to reply, but the Captain interrupted .him,
Don't be in a hurry to make a promise, until you know what
it is; for, shut up here as you are, you can't betray the secret if you
would, so I don't mind revealing it. Tour of us mean to break into
old Lord Greyhound's house to-night, where we hear there's money
enough to enrich us for our lives; but as we're likely to have some
hard work and stout resistance, and think we are not strong enough
yet for the business, we should like you to join us, if you choose to
do so."
Bruin reflected a moment, where reflection was ruin! Had he at
once and scornfully rejected the horrible temptation, there would
still have been hope for him; but, besides the prospect of liberty,
though he did not yet know how that was to be effected, there was
the chance of enriching himself once again; and, above all, there was
a prospect of revenge against the dog who had once sought his life,
because he had been selected as an object of preference by his
daughter. His meditations, therefore, were at once brought to an
end, by his resolution to accept the proposal; but before he did so,
the caution he had acquired by associating with such beasts as the
Captain made him say,-
"Let us understand each other clearly. You said just now, if I
were out and at liberty;' have you, then, the power to set me free ?"
"Provided you will be of the party, and agree to our terms,"
answered the Captain.
And how if I refuse ?" pursued Bruin.
"Why," replied the Captain, quickly and ferociously, "you'll
stop there still you starve."
I accept your offer," said Bruin, after the slightest possible
pause; "and I would have done so without the alternative, for
private reasons of my own: so let me out, old fellow, as fast as you
And you give your word ?" said the Captain.




"The word of a bear," replied Bruin.
The other exclaimed,-
"All right I shall see you again in half an hour."
Never did half hour seem so long. As minute after minute flew
by, there broke upon Bruin's misty brain a notion that, perhaps, this
was only a trick of the Captain's to get him to declare his willing-
ness to join any desperate deed in order to ruin him; but then,
again, he could discover no reason for such enmity, and could see no
advantage accruing to that individual by such a course. At the very
idea, however, of such betrayal, his teeth gnashed together, his eyes
glared in that darkness like two live coals, and he involuntarily
crossed his huge paws over his chest as though hugging some imagi-
nary enemy. But he recovered his self-possession on hearing a grat-
ing noise at the other side of the cell, which gradually became louder,
until at last a gust of air, which revived his spirits, came whistling
round the vault, and told that his path was open. The Captain, too,
was in an instant by his side to confirm it. He passed through an
aperture, caused by an open iron door, preceded by his companion,
who had, however, first cautiously reclosed and fastened up the
secret entrance; and as they traversed a damp and dark tunnel, the
Captain explained the mystery, by saying this place had been known
to him some time, though it was unsuspected by the authorities ;
and that the exterior entrance was so covered up by brambles, that
no one ignorant of the spot could ever imagine what lay behind, or
would care to explore the threatening passage, if by any chance they
discovered it.
As Bruin was exhausted for want of food, and it still wanted
some hours of the time appointed for their undertaking, they pro-
eeeded to one of the old resorts and regaled most heartily, the sense
of liberty after his confinement raising the bear's spirits to the
highest pitch. At length the time agreed on arrived, and the party,
prepared for their desperate and wicked undertaking, set out.
It has been mentioned, in a previous part of this history, that


Lord Greyhound was one of the principal grandees in Caneville, both
as regarded fortune and family, and that he lived in a palace befit-
ting his condition. A crowd of domestics belonged to his household,
but the Captain was aware that their cribs were remote, and that
but little in the shape of resistance was to be feared from them,
should they be aroused. Still great caution was requisite, for if they
did not bite they could bark, and that would be equally as fatal to
their success on this occasion. The only difficulty to be got over was
the vigilance of a porter who slept below, whose fidelity to his master
had been tried on more than one occasion, although what made such
attachment singular in this instance was the fact that the said porter
was one of the feline tribe,-a cat, in fact, of large dimensions, and
peculiarly savage nature. Bruin, however, took upon himself the
task of quieting this servant and keeping watch below, whilst the
others should ransack the mansion, a place of rendezvous being
appointed where they were to meet in case of alarm.
To avoid suspicion they proceeded alone to the scene of their
intended crime, and, favoured by darkness, they reached it unchal-
lenged. Having gently tried the fastenings in one or two places,
they resolved to make the attempt at a small door at the back, which
seemed the most weakly guarded. Bruin pushed it first quietly with
his huge shoulder, and finding it gradually yielding, without farther
ado he placed his knee against the lower panel, and,, with less noise
than might have been expected, sent the door flying from its fasten-
ings. He was the first to enter, though the others were close behind;
but he had not taken two steps within the house than he saw, as he
thought, two balls of fire on the floor before him,-it was his last
look of worldly things,-for at the same moment the porter Cat, for
it was he, sprang at the huge giant like a fury, and dug his long and
pointed talons into Bruin's eyes. With a howl so dreadful, so awful
in its intense agony and rage, that it seemed to spring from a super-
natural source, the affrighted beast rolled over and over in his pain,
crushing the Cat to death in his struggles; then feeling, even amidst




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his suffering, the necessity of safety, he rose to his feet and ran on,
on, on, he knew not whither, till he felt himself in the midst of water
and heard the rushing which it made. So instantaneous had been
the whole transaction that the truth was never rightly known. The
family-nay, the neighbourhood-aroused by the horrid noise,
rushed to the spot, to find the faithful porter dead, with every bone
shattered; the door was open, but no creature was there to tell the
tale. One alone suspected it-one to whom that cry of agony was
the death-blow; for, two days after the event, the Hon. Miss
Greyhound slept with her fathers, the victim of a misplaced and
unworthy attachment.
And Bruin, where was he ? Alas poor beast Three days after
this event he was discovered by the authorities, half dead with pain,
and led back to prison, which he had left with so little ceremony.
His senses, however, were so bewildered by his situation, that he
could neither explain how he had escaped from his dungeon, nor the
cause of his present deplorable condition; perhaps, too, he deemed
it more prudent to be silent on both these matters. His judges,
nevertheless, taking into consideration his now helpless state, and
rightly thinking his powers of mischief were much abated by the loss
of his eyes, pardoned his previous offence, and thrust him alone and
helpless on the world.
For many a long year did the ill-fated animal drag on his weari-
some existence, living on the charity-the scanty charity-of Cane-
ville. Deprived of sight, no longer able to acquire a livelihood by
his labour, weary, and full of remorse, he daily took his round through
the public streets, soliciting a penny for the poor blind." A dog,
induced for a weekly trifle and the prospect of an extra bone or two
thrown to him sometimes by the compassionate as they went their
melancholy way, led him in his wanderings. At first, however, either
from ignorance or carelessness, or a currish malice, he would often
guide his helpless master into positions of difficulty and danger, from
which he could scarce have extricated himself but for the assistance of


some benevolent passers-by; though his situation in such cases-be it
said to the shame of the inferior population of Caneville--too often
excited derision and laughter, instead of aid and consolation. Once,
indeed, he was seriously hurt by the wilful inattention of his guide;
for, tottering along as usual one fine morning with his stain one
hand, the string attached to the dog's collar in the other, and his
head with the sightless eyes raised sadly in the air, whilst he uttered
his plaintive cry of Have pity on the poor blind !" the last word
was suddenly converted from a doleful whine to a howl of pain as his
body came in contact with a post which stood right across his path.
Time, which cures all things, brought at last an effectual remedy to
his sufferings, and that remedy was Death! Ere that great foe or
friend relieved poor Bruin, he had learnt to be repentant of his former
life, and was often known to reprove in others any tendency to those
faults of temper or disposition which had been his own ruin. If
he could have recovered the use of his eyes, and have mingled once
more with the business of life, it is a question whether he would
have acted up to the precepts which he now inculcated; but as the
experiment was never tried, nor could be, it is but charitable to think
the best.
Months after he had departed this sinful world, a sturdy traveller,
with a particularly wide mouth and short address, entered the city
of Caneville. He stated that he was a native of the place, and had
been wandering far away in other lands. He made various inquiries
concerning former inhabitants of the town, and among others asked
for Bruin. His life, much as I have recounted it, was told to him,
and long did the-stranger ruminate over the details. Many portions
of it were, indeed, known to him, for the traveller was no other than
our old acquaintance Tom; but all was interesting. When he had
heard it to the end, he uttered these only words, which might, indeed,
serve for moral and poor Bruin's epitaph:-

be bua% a Ortrat 3star "





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