Yes, kitty spied the mousie running to and fro.

I saw her pretty black eyes glow, and soon she caught the mousie in her
paws.

What a pretty kitty she is! Her fur is like silk.

But look, mamma'! There is the man coming with his bear. May I go out to
see him?

Yes, Fred, but Frank must go with you.

How well the bear stands up on his hind legs!

Yes, and see how he holds the stick in his paws.

O see him dance! What funny things he does! Where did the man get him,
Frank? Did you ask him?

Yes, and he said that one time, a long while ago, he and his dogs were
out hunting, and saw the bear up in a tree.

The bear was small then, so he was not afraid of him.

He cut the tree down, and as soon as it fell, the dogs caught the bear.

Did they hurt him, Frank?

No, the man did not let them hurt him.