Julius, The Street Boy. Alger Horatio Jr.

visitor to depart, keeping the little boat as near the middle of the pond as possible.

      “I guess we’ll have to stay all night,” said Tom.

      Just at that moment the attention of the three boys was drawn to a boy of about their own age, who was walking across the field toward the pond.

      “Does he see the bear, I wonder?” said Teddy.

      “The bear sees him,” said Tom. “He’s goin’ for him.”

      CHAPTER IX.

      THE BEAR AND HIS MASTER

      “Hadn’t we better holler to him to look out for the bear?” suggested Teddy.

      “He sees him, and is callin’ to him,” said Julius, directly afterward.

      The three boys looked on in eager excitement, to see what would come of the meeting. Teddy fully expected that the bear would appropriate the newcomer for his supper, and was very much surprised at seeing him rubbing his head against the boy’s legs, as if they were fast friends.

      “Look at that,” he cried. “I don’t believe he’s a bear.”

      “Yes, he is,” said Tom, confidently. “Don’t you think I know a bear when I see him?”

      “I’ll ask him,” said Julius.

      “Hello, there, Johnny!” he called out from the boat.

      The boy looked up, and for the first time noticed the three boys.

      “How did you know my name?” he asked, in surprise, for it so happened that his name was really John.

      “I guessed at it,” said Julius.

      “Who are you?”

      “We’re New York aldermen,” said Julius, “travelin’ for our health.”

      “How came you in my boat?”

      “Is the boat yours?”

      “Yes.”

      “We thought we’d give it a little exercise, seein’ it had nothin’ to do.”

      “I know who you are. You came with the agent of the Children’s Aid Society.”

      “That’s so; I’m the president of the society, and these gentlemen are directors.”

      “You look like it,” said the other boy, smiling.

      “Is that a bear?” asked Tom, who was anxious to have the question settled.

      “Yes, it is.”

      “Won’t he bite?”

      “Oh, no; he’s a tame bear. Ain’t you, old Bruin?”

      The bear rubbed his head against his legs as before.

      “Won’t he do anything to us if we come on shore?” asked Teddy, nervously.

      “Oh, no; he’s as good-natured as an old dog.”

      “Then we’ll land,” said Julius. “We’ve been stayin’ out here an hour, ’cause Teddy here was afraid of him.”

      “You were just as much afraid as I was,” said Teddy, indignantly.

      “That’s a lie. Me and Tom ain’t afraid of anything; but we wouldn’t leave you here alone.”

      “Don’t you believe him,” said Teddy.

      “I don’t,” said the boy on shore, laughing.

      “You see,” said Julius, “that my life is valuable to my country, and I couldn’t bear to lose it. Step out, Teddy. Now tie the boat. We’d better make tracks, or Mr. O’Connor’ll scold us.”

      They joined the other boy and the bear, though Teddy took care to keep as far away from the latter as he could.

      “Where did you get the bear?” asked Julius. “Do they live around here?”

      “No; this was taken when a cub by an uncle of mine, and when it was half-grown he gave it to me.”

      “How long have you had him?”

      “About five years; ever since I was nine years old.”

      “Is he quite tame?”

      “Oh, yes; he’s as tame as a cat.”

      “Do you let him go around loose?”

      “Part of the time. In the night we tie him, and keep him in the barn.”

      The bear, with the desire probably of getting acquainted with different members of the party, here walked around to the further side, where Teddy was walking.

      “Oh, take him away!” said the frightened boy. “He’s goin’ for me.”

      “Shut up, you fool!” said Julius; “do you think he’d touch such skinny meat as you, when he could have Tom or me? He ain’t fond of pigs.”