Bear in the house. Bears were a problem in the early days of the Boston Mountains. A certain family had killed a hog when the weather turned cold. They had cut up the meat and hung it in one of the spare rooms in the house. To inter the house you had to come into the front door as there was no other way into the house. In the early days they did not have hinges on the doors but used a system of removable doors. There were four hooks two on each side of the door. The door had 2 two by fours which went across the door and suck out on each side of the door about 8 inches. To open the door you simply lifted the door of the side hooks and set it aside. The bears had not yet hibernated for the year. The man had to go on a trip over night. This was the night when the bear came to visit. The bear simply put his snot under the door and lifted it and walked into the house went past the bed where the woman was laying and literally shaking with fear. The bear went into the spare room and toke a ham and went out with it. When the man returned he pitched a fit. “That meat is our winter supply for the winter and you let a bear take it.” He ranted and raved. A few nights later the bear remembering where he could get meat came back for more. The same scenario except the man was at home so when the bear came by the side of the bed the man pulled the cover over his head and let the bear have his meat.