The first they saw or heard of him was the yell which Skinny gave when the limb broke. It scared them. "Take the reins," said Mr. Richmond. "There is trouble over there. Turn around and if anything comes run the old horse down the road." Say, he was paralyzed, when he found the bear tied to a tree and Skinny standing on a limb, cawing. "I was that flabbergasted," said he afterward, "that I hardly could pull the trigger." But he pulled it, all right, and that was the end of Mr. Bear. Skinny didn't like it because Mr. Richmond killed the bear. He wanted to tame it and give a show in our barn. He was bound to take it home, anyhow, so as to save the skin. It took a lot of pulling and hauling to get the cub out to the road, and Mary had to help before they could lift him into the wagon. "Jump in," said Mr. Richmond, when everything was ready. "It is time that I was getting home." "I can't," said Skinny. "You see, I am doing a stunt for the Scouts and I have to walk." Just before they started Mary thought of something. "Say," said she, "maybe I'd walk, too, if anybody asked me; that is, if Grandpa would let me and it wouldn't make any difference with the Scouts." "Come on, do," said Skinny. "May she, Mr. Richmond?" "Well," said he, "seein' as how you've got a rope and it ain't very far, I'm willin'. But it will be mighty lonesome for me." I never saw Skinny so chesty as he was over catching that bear. And he had a right to be, for everybody was talking about it and there was a long piece in the paper. He even wanted to change the name of Raven Patrol to the Bears, but we wouldn't stand for that. We didn't know how to make a noise like a bear, anyway. After that the folks told us to keep away from Savoy Mountain, rope or no rope, and we had to do it. But Skinny wanted to go back and get a bear for each of us. "I think that our patrol leader has made good," said Mr. Norton, when Skinny had finished. "What I'm wondering is, who was the most frightened, Gabriel or the bear?" "The bear was," said Skinny; "anyhow, after I jumped on him. Say, I'll bet you fellers wouldn't dast jump on a live bear, when he was growling and showing his teeth. It was great, just like jumping on a cushion, only the bear didn't like it very well." The other boys didn't have much to tell, much that was exciting, I mean, but Mr. Norton made us all report what we did. Hank came last of all. "Well, Henry," said Mr. Norton, "what have you to say for yourself? You went to Cheshire by the river road, I believe?" "How about that new invention, Hank?" I asked. I'd forgotten all about it until then. "Have you a new invention, Henry? Tell us about it." "'Tain't nothin'," said Hank, squirming in his chair. "It didn't work just right. I guess I'll have to go home now. Ma said to get in by ten o'clock." "We'll have time for your report," Mr. Norton told him. Hank kept nudging me, trying to get me to go with him, but I wouldn't do it, so after a while he began.