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Transcription
Stopped her and the fight
was on... As I came very
unearing was stopped
my team with his sling
and yelled for me to
run ahead and photograph
which I told him I traded
to do. She also was calling
E's & E's team for
him while he ran ahead
with me with his rifle.
I had just time
to get one picture when
E's team swept by me
in the full young, I heard
a familiar cry almost
under my feet. Looking down
I saw two of E's dogs
with their little bears
in their mouths. I crept
one over the head with my
pist and kicked the other
and grabbed the cub in
my arms. He was covered
with blood and crazy
with fright, and crying like
a baby with the crowd.
In the meantime I
was yelling for E to shoot
the mother. I looked for