Daylight  and powder  were  spent  one  day  in  a  Polish  forest.  When  I  was going  home,  a  terrible  bear  made  up  to  me  in  great  speed,  with open  mouth,  ready  to  fall  upon  me.  All  my  pockets  were searched  in  an  instant  for  powder  and  ball,  but  in  vain — I  found nothing  but  two  spare  flints ;  one  I  flung  with  all  my  might into  the  monster's  open  jaws,  down  his  throat.     It  gave  him pain,  and  made  him  turn  completely  round,  so  that  I  could  level the  second  at  him  also,  which,  indeed,  I  did  with  wonderful success  ;  for  it  flew  in,  met  the  first  flint  in  the  stomach,  struck fire,  and  the  bear  blew  up  with  a  terrible  explosion.

- Chapter 2