I was surpriz'd to see the Fellow so pleas'd；You Fool you，says I，he mill eat you up：Eatee me up！ Eatee me up！ Says Friday，twice over again；Me eatee him up：Me make you good laugh：You all stay here，me show you good laugh；so down he sits，and gets his Boots off in a Moment，and put on a Pair of Pumps （as we call the flat Shoes they wear） and which he had in his Pocket，gives my other Servant his Horse，and with his Gun away he flew swift like the Wind.
The Bear was walking softly on，and offer'd to meddle with no Body，till Friday coming pretty near，calls to him，as if the Bear could understand him；Hark ye，hark ye，says Friday，me speakee wit your：We follow'd at a Distance；for now being come down on the Gascoign side of the Mountains，we were entred a vast great Forest，where the Country was plain，and pretty open，though many Trees in it scatter'd here and there.
Friday，who had as we say，the Heels of the Bear，came up with him quickly，and takes up a great Stone，and throws at him，and hit him just on the Head；but did him no more harm，than if he had thrown it against a Wall；but it answer'd Friday's End；for the Rogue was so void of Fear，that he did it purely to make the Bear follow him，and show us some Laugh as he call'd it.
As soon as the Bear felt the Stone，and saw him，he turns about，and comes after him，taking Devilish long Strides，and shuffling along at a strange Rate，so as would have put a Horse to a midling Gallop；away runs Friday，and takes his Course，as if he run towards us for Help；so we all resolv'd to fire at once upon the Bear，and deliver my Man；though I was angry at him heartily，for bringing the Bear back upon us，when he was going about his own Business another Way；and especially I was angry that he had turn'd the Bear upon us，and then run away；and I call'd out，You Dog，said I，is this your making us laugh？ Come away，and take your Horse，that me may shoot the Creature；he hears me，and crys Out，No shoot，no shoot，stand still，you get much Laugh. And as the nimble Creature run two Foot for the Beast's one，he turn'd on a sudden，on one side of us，and seeing a great Oak-Tree，fit for his Purpose，he beckon'd to us to follow，and doubling his Pace，he gets nimbly up the Tree laying his Gun down upon the Ground，at about five or six Yards from the Bottom of the Tree.