Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1875-07-04

| STALKING DEER,
Which at this season of the year are
quite plenty in the vicinity Of the
lake. The party were all well armed
with improved Henry rifles, and de-
clared themselves ready to meet in
deadly combat anything from suck
ing mosquito to Queens giraffe.
This was when the brave trio were
together, and no one who has not
separated from a party of hunters
and plodded alone through the dark
some mazes of
| GLOOMY WOOD
Known to be the haunts of the griz-
zly bear and mountain lion, will ever
know just how high the solitary
Nimrod jumps at every crack of the
brush or the ominous rustling of the
dead leaves in his tangled pathway.
Not that he is afraid, oh, no but
somehow or another every strange
noise makes him feel as if he had
swallowed pill that stopped before
it got clear down. Our brave party
had not got more than two miles
from McKinney's, and had just en-
tered an old windfall, when Harris
heard
A NOISE
Among the brush and logs. One of
the San Francisco boys was along,
and as the noise continued, suggested
that it was about dinner time at his
hotel; he hated to eat cold dinner
besides, he had "got to see man up
at McKinney's." By this time
A HUGE CINNAMON BEAR
Had poked his ugly mug out of the
brush and grinned at the boys, as
much as to say, "Let me feel Of your
muscle" Lets go home," said San
Francisco, ''the ladies will be lone
some; besides, we have no right to
TROUBLE BRUIN,
As the game law isn't out yet. Did
you ever hear of anybody being
killed by bub-bub-by golly, here
he comes y And, true enough, the
burly old fellow did come. Harris,
who thought
| PRESENCE OF MIND
Better than absence of body, coolly
raised his Henry and taking quick
aim plugged an ounce of lead into
the monarch's hip. This just tickled
bruin, and he made Il rush toward
the smoke. BY this time San Fran
cisco had taken courage, drew up his
gun and-shot about four feet under
his mark. His spunk was now up,
however, and the second shot went
plump into bear meat. This turned
the game which now beat hasty re.
treat through the brush and over the
logs, closely followed by Harris and
the Californian, who both fired as
often as they could see hair
pJ-yNIxc EJpE
Was kept up for five or ten minutes
and more than once the we'll directed
shots of the pursuers caused old Gin
namon to turn a somersault in the
brush. At last slug from Harris
rifle found its way to a vital spot an(
put quietus upon his shaggy lord
ship, who dropped across the los
over which he was about to jump
when
THE FATAL SHOT
Was fired. The two valiant hunters
quickly drew knives and soon hat
200 pounds of clearly dressed bea
meat out of its silky robe. How t.
get the game into camp was the mex
thing. The ingenuity of Harris
finally suggested that Professo
Cromwell be sent for, as he was
THE HERCULES OF THE LAKE.
1t was accordingly done, but whel
tho Professor saw that pile of bea
steak he had lust noticed anothe
bear track on his way in and takin!
the guns of the victorious hunters
departed homeward with the motto
'To the victor belongs the spoils.
A dray was made and the carcas
finally pulled into camp by the con
quering heroes. Cromwell says i
was amusing to see how quick thos
fellows got acquainted after tuggins
that bear carcass about a mile owe
the logs and through the under
brush. When they first started i
was, "Ah, Mr.. SAVER, you are pull
ing the whole load" and ''Dear, no
Mr.. Harris, you are doing much tn
most Of it," but when the carcass hat
been tugged about mile it wa
"Look here, you id thief,
YOU Amt PULLING A POUND"
After much sweat and swearing i
was finally landed at Mckinney
amid the admiration of the assem-
bled guests. This il the first bea