“No shoot,” says Friday, “no yet; me shoot now, me no kill; me stay, give you one more laugh:” and, indeed, so he did; for when the bear saw his enemy gone, he came back from the bough, where he stood, but did it very cautiously, looking behind him every step, and coming backward till he got into the body of the tree, then, with the same hinder end foremost, he came down the tree, grasping it with his claws, and moving one foot at a time, very leisurely.
Amikor a medve látta, hogy az ellenfele eltűnt, nagyon óvatosan elkezdett hátrafelé araszolni az ágon a fa törzsének irányába. Ezután körmeit a fába mélyesztve ugyanilyen elővigyázatossággal ereszkedett le.