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⏲ Duration: 4:19
✓ Published: 23-Apr-2024

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The Bear Story, That Alex Yist Maked Up His Own Se'f James Whitcomb Riley story Harry E. Humphrey recites Victor 35378 1914 W’y, wunst they wuz a little boy went out In the grea’ big woods to shoot a bear, -- an’ he’ Wuz goin’ along – an’ goin’ along, you know, An’ purty soon he heered somepin’ go “Wooh!” An’ he wuz skeered, he wuz. An’ so he runned an’ clumbed a grea’ big tree – A sicka-more tree. An’ nen he heerd it ag’in; an’ he looked ‘round, An’ ‘t’uz a grea’ big shor—‘nuff bear! No! ‘T’uz two bears, it wuz – But – No, ist one’s a grea’ big bear. An’ they ist boff went “Wwooh!” An’ nen the little boy He ‘uz skeered worse’n ever, cuz here come The grea’ big bear a-climbin’ th’ tree to git The little boy an’ eat him up – Oh, no! – It ‘uz the little bear. So here he come Climbin’ the tree – an’ climbin’ the tree! Nen when He git wite clos’t the little boy he ist pulled up his gun An’ shot the bear an’ killed him dead! An’ nen the bear he falled plum down An’ lit wite side o’ where big bear’s at. An’ nen the big bear’s awful mad, An’ so here he come a’climbin’ up – an’ up the tree, to git The little boy an’ eat him up! An’ so the little boy – He ‘uz badder skeered, he wuz, than any time – He clumbed on higher an’ higher, an’ higher up the tree – An’ when the old bear ‘uz wite clos’t to him – Nen the little boy ist jabbed his gun wite in the old bear’s mouf – An’ shot and killed him dead! – No! I forgot – He didn’t shoot the grea’ big bear at all – Cuz they ‘uz no load in the gun, you know – ‘Cuz when he shot the little bear, w’y nen No load ‘uz any more in the gun! But th’ little boy clumbed higher up, he did – Till he ist can’t climb no higher, So when th’ old bear’s reel clos’t – the Little boy ist gives a grea’ big jump for ‘nother tree – No! – no, he don’t do that! -- I tell y ou what the Little boy does: -- W’y, nen – w’y, he – Oh, yes! – The little boy he finds a hole up there – an’ climbs In there an’ hides – An’ nen th’ old bear can’t find The little boy at all! -- But purty soon the old bear finds The little boy’s gun ‘at’s up there – ‘cause the gun It’s too tall to tooked wiv him in the hole. An’ the old bear ‘gins to snuff an’ sniff around, An’ sniff an’ snuff around – so’s he kin find Out where the little boy’s hid at. An’ nen – nen – Oh, yes! -- W’y, purty soon the old bear climbs ‘Way out on a grea’ long limb, An’ takes his ax an’ chops the limb off! … Nen The old bear falls ker-splunge! Clean to the ground, An’ bust an’ kill hisse’f plum dead, he did! An’ nen the little boy he git his gun An’ ‘menced a-climbin’ down the tree ag’in – No! – no, he didn’t git his gun – ‘cuz when The bear falled, nen the gun falled too, -- An’ Broked it all to pieces, too! An’ the little boy ist cried, an went on climbin’ Down the tree – When he ‘uz purt’ nigh down, -- W’y, nen, the old bear he jumped up ag’in! – an’ he Ain’t dead at all – ist ‘tendin’ thataway So he kin git the little boy and eat him up! An’ he ist won’t go ‘way an’ let the litt