Little by little the Muley Cow learned not to be disturbed by Johnnie Green's clothesline lasso, when he swung it in wide circles about his head and then flung it at hers. She found that the rope did her no harm. Indeed, the more Johnnie practiced the more expert he became. Before a great while he could drop his over the Muley Cow's head almost every time he tried—when she stood still.  
By that time Johnnie began to tire of the sport of hunting (with the Muley Cow for the buffalo). He wished he might try lassoing her from the back of the old horse Ebenezer. But he hardly thought his father would approve of the plan.
 
Well, Johnnie, the Muley Cow and Spot the dog were in the back pasture one day, where the Muley Cow had strayed. And as Johnnie paused to pick a few blackberries he thought what a place Pleasant Valley was, anyway, and how he would like to go off where there were real , and Indians, and—
 
And just then old dog Spot began to . His hair on his back. And Johnnie Green was sure that they had stumbled on game of some sort. He hoped it was at least a woodchuck.
 
"Sic him, Spot!" Johnnie cried.
 
But old Spot hung back, instead of dashing into the bushes toward which he was pointing. That wasn't at all like him. Johnnie Green couldn't understand it.
 
 
The Muley Cow, too, thought it very odd. "I declare," she said to herself, "I believe old Spot's afraid of something. I believe he's afraid of a woodchuck." And she gave a sort of , thinking it a great joke. Neither she nor her friends were any too fond of Spot. And she intended to tell the whole how he didn't dare chase a woodchuck.
 
Meanwhile Johnnie Green picked up a stone and threw it into the of bushes. And then he heard something that was between a growl and a .
 
The Muley Cow heard it too. She knew that no woodchuck ever made a sound like that. And all at once she caught a whiff of the strangest, wildest sort of .
 
It was enough for the Muley Cow. "My goodness!" she . "I'm going home!" And off she dashed down the hillside. She had forgotten all about the joke on old dog Spot.
 
Johnnie Green had not noticed that the Muley Cow had fled. He was running towards the hidden game, in the , when that queer grunty growl made him stop short. The next moment, not ten feet in front of him a shaggy form rose up out of the and glared straight at him.
 
It was a bear!