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 THE TRUCE OF THE BEAR

, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go

By the pass called Muttianee, to shoot in the vale below.

Yearly by Muttianee he follows our white men in—

Matun, the old blind beggar, bandaged from brow to chin.

Eyeless, noseless, and lipless—toothless, broken of speech,

Seeking a dole at the doorway he mumbles his tale to each;

Over and over the story, ending as he began:

"Make ye no truce with Adam-zad—the Bear that walks like a man!

"There was a flint in my musket—pricked and primed was the pan,

When I went hunting Adam-zad—the Bear that stands like a man.