Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1874-01-02

I heard most agonizin' squeal, followed
by rush and tear; and, springing to the
door, what should | see but an enormous
grizzly making for the bush with my
only pig! / was mad-no mistake-and,
in less time than have been telling it, |
jerked down my rusty carbine, and let
the old grizzly have the contents right
and left. The first shot struck him some
where in the stern and never stopped
him, but the second took him plump
through the shoulder and then there was
a rumpus. Mr.. Grizzly dropped the pig,
and came for me, jest rippin' and tear
in, with his mouth wide open and his
eyes fairly snapped fire. My blood was
up, however, and let the old fellow have
the lead, hot and square; but, Lord bless
you! it never stopped him. | fred my
last cartridge, and then turned and bolted
for The cellar; but grizzly was too close,
and nailed me before I had got
fairly inside my own cabin. He
gave me one dig with that
paw of his, and knocked me clear across
the room, taking the scalp at the same
time; then he came up and chawed my
right arm, and turned me over and boxed
me right and left and growled and
growled and snuffed all the time, and
finally upset and broke my entire stock
of crockery. played 'possum and kept
close, for, when the bear saw the least
sign of life, he would come up and give
me dig with his claws, and then set up
on his launches and wait for me to come
to. At last the varmint gave me up for
dead and trotted out of the cabin, taking
the pig with him. And that, stranger, is
the way [ lost that scalp-lock of mine
but, never mind, I've sworn to get even
with that grizzly yet. I've nothing else
in the world to live for. One OF t'toher
of us has got to go under; but, stranger,
take my advice and never tackle grizzly
for the fun of the thing. They die awful
hard, and they fight to the last;' and, so
saying, our scalped friend mounted his
mule and rode sorrowfully away. 1t was
quite evident that he had received the
worst of it, but no man with a spark of
manlinesS about him could refuse to fight
in defense of his hogs.
The grizzly bear obtains his full growth
in four years. At six years he is in his
prime, and able to cope with any animal
in existence. The majestic lion may De
considered the King Of Beasts, so far as
looks are concerned; but he would stand
a very poor show in the hug of a grizzly
The average weight Of grizzly is 100
pounds, but quite number have been
killed in this locality who kicked the beam
at 1900. Old man Griffin, Of Canon, one
of the early settlers, and reputed to be the
sharpest and most courageous bear hunter
in these parts, knocked over grizzly last
fall that weighed 600 pounds after being
dressed. The claws of this fellow were
large enough to anchor good sized sloop
being nine inches in length. He fought
to the last, and with three balls square
through his heart, charged upon his
enemy, and dropped down stone dead so
close to the old man that he could touch
him with his paw.
They tell story around here Of a fool
ish young fellow, residing on Currant
Creek, who made a bet that he would
lasso a grizzly and bring him into camp
He made the experiment, and slipped a
good moose over Mr.. Grizzly; but the lat
ter sat down upon his launches very
coolly, and commenced hauling in on the
line. In vain the horse struggled-the
power at the other end was irresistible
but, fortunately, the lariat broke, and the
rasn young man escaped with his life,