Source: Interview of Joe Couch, Appalachia, Virginia, 1954. Western Folklore Volume XVI, January 1957, No.1.
One time I’s prowling in the wilderness, wandering about, kindly got lost and so weak and hungry I couldn’t go. When it began to get cool, I found a big cave and crawled back in there to get warm.
Crawled back in and come upon a leaf bed and I dozed off to sleep. I heard an awful racket coming into that cave, and something come in and crawled right over me and laid down like a big old bear.