"Whew!" whistled Teddy, when this was finished. "I'd like to have been
there!"
"In the log, hiding away from the bear?" asked his mother.
"No, I--I guess not that," Ted answered. "I'd just like to have seen
it up in a tree, where the bear couldn't get me."
"Bears can climb trees," remarked Janet.
"Well, I'd go up in a little tree too small for a bear," her brother
answered.
"I guess you'd all better go to your little beds!" laughed Mother
Martin. "It's long past your sleepy time."
And the Curlytops and Trouble were soon sound asleep.
It must have been about the middle of the night---anyhow it was quite
late--when Teddy, who was sleeping in his cot next to one of the side
walls of the tent, was suddenly awakened by a noise outside, and
something seemed to be trying to get through.
"Oh! Oh!" cried Teddy, quickly sitting up in bed, and wide awake all
at once. "Oh, Mother! Something's after me! It's a bear! It's a bear!"
"Hush!" quickly exclaimed Mrs. Martin. "You'll waken William, and
frighten him!"
"But Mother! I'm sure it's a bear! He growled!"
"What is it?" asked Jan, from her cot on the other side of the tent.
"It's a bear!" cried Ted again.
There did seem to be something going on outside the tent near Ted's
side. There was a crackling in the bushes, and once something came
pushing hard against the side of the white canvas house with force
enough to make a bulge in it.
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