"Kokaekish, he shame. He head hang down, so. Buck more laugh. Bimeby Kokaekish say, 'Buck, you strong heart. You want killem hootz?' "Buck big bluff. 'Sure' he say. 'You show me hootz, me shootem quick.' "'All light, come along. Me showem you hootz now.' Kokaekish go he canoe. "Buck shame for back out. He get Winchester, all same you rifle. 'Where you go?' "'No far. Ict tintin, nesika clap.' (One hour, we find.) "Dey go up Iskoot, mebby tree mile. Fin' leetle stream. Plenty humpback an' dog salmon dere. Flap, flap, splash in shallow place. All roun' de grass all flat--plenty tail, fin, bone. Buck look. He scare, but shame go back. Leetle hill dere by de creek. Plenty bush. Kokaekish an' Buck go up; sit down; wait. Pitty soon sitkum polakly (half night--twilight), Kokaekish ketch Buck arm. Whisper, 'Hootz come.' "Buck look. Bear all same house--delate hya-a-as! (very big), come down creek. Swing slow an' lazy. Go in water; slap out big salmon on bank pitty near two man; go an' eatem. "Kokaekish whisper, 'Why you no shootem, Buck? You brave man! You much want killem hootz. Shootem quick!' "Buck scare stiff. 'Sh-sh-sh! you ol' fool!' he say. He toof clap all same medicine-man rattle; water come out on he face; he shake like Cottonwood leaf. "Kokaekish laugh. 'More hootz come,' he say. Nodder big bear come; growl, gr-r-r! go fishin'. Den she-bear an' two leetle feller come. Mamma ketch salmon; leetle bear play; run up-hill mos' on top man. Nodder bear come. _Six Hootz_; ketch salmon; scrap; one chase nodder; play. "Buck not quite die. He lie flat down. He's finger count he's bead; he play Maly; he shake. "Kokaekish much laugh. He rub it in. 'You brave man, Buck. You white man--no scare nuttin'. You want see hootz. Me fin' heem. Why you no shootem?' "Bimeby delate polakly (quite dark). All hootz go leetle way up creek. Kokaekish shake Buck. 'Mebby so, you no want more hootz, we go now.' Dey walk han' an' foot--all same dog. Buck fo'get he's rifle. Dey fin' canoe; paddle quick Buck house. "Now all Injun put shame on Buck face. 'Hey, Buck, you want shootem hootz? You white man; you brave; no scare nuttin'. How many hootz you kill?' Buck delate shame. Mos' keel hese'f. Mebby so, I lak dat." "No, Louie," I replied when we had done laughing, "you are not like Buck. You would keep your nerve, and at least account for some of the brown bears." "Well," he ventured doubtfully, "dis Winshesser mighty fine gun. I t'ink I try hootz nex' tam." A week afterwards Louie came to my house in great excitement. He knocked repeatedly before I could get to the door. "Mista Yuy," he almost shouted, "you come see my hootz skin. My firs'; my las' too."