Afterward Frank understood his motive. Reddy was especially fond of him,
though he also liked all of the other chums. He believed that Jerry had
secured enough honors in being given the chance to knock over the other
bear, and it was his desire to see Frank even up the score.

Just in the nick of time the cowboy swung his legs up around the limb.
The horrible claws of the grizzly swept through the air not a foot below
where he had hung. Frank shuddered at the consequences had anything
happened to bring Reddy within reach of such a powerful beast.

"Now get him, Frank!" gasped the one who hung on with arms and legs.

Neither Bluff nor Jerry thought to shoot a second time. They seemed to
understand that the game had passed them by, and that it was Frank's
turn.

When he saw the right chance the young sportsman pulled the trigger. He
had not made any mistake in judging just where he should aim, for with
the report of his rifle the grizzly floundered, and fell over.

"Wow! That did the business!" shouted Jerry.

"Hold on, boys! Don't get down yet!" called Mr. Mabie hastily, as he
thought he detected a disposition on the part of either Bluff or Jerry
to drop from their secure perches to the ground.

It was well they refrained, for already the monster was once more on his
feet, and, roaring with fury, endeavoring to reach the enemies who clung
there so tantalizingly, just beyond his extended claws.