William O. Stoddard,
Two Arrows: A Story of Red and White
“ The claws and jaws and hug of a mountain grisly are a terrible prospect to set before anybody's ambition.Just then another prospect and a ray of hope dawned upon him. Away to the right he saw a solitary bowlder of gray granite, with a round top, nearly thirty feet above the grass."If it isn't too smooth to climb," flashed through the mind of Two Arrows, as he turned and ran for it. He was running now for his life, and the bear was rapidly gaining on him, but it told well for his valor that he did not drop lance or bow. ”
