A bear came out of the brush immediately behind the drying racks, attracted by the odor of curing fish. Once in the open she halted defensively, not because she had seen the man and woman near the falls but because of a sound beneath the roar of the water and because of something small and chubby and dimpled that was waving within six feet of her nose. A baby, laced securely in his back cradle, had been set upright against a boulder. As the bear wrinkled her black nose and peered at this strange living thing with her small, beady eyes the infant waved both hands ecstatically.…
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