The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1880-02-28
BEARS AND SNAKES.
A Young Irish Baron's Sharp Encounter
with Mougtrous Grizzly.
IErom the Helena MONTY Herald

IOunK Irl1n b0IOn'B SuATp
with n Bforstrous Grizzly.
From the Helena (Mont) Herald
Mr.. Jameson, the young Irish baron,
who, for the past several years, has
iourneyed from the green sod to engage
in hunting and fishing sports in Mon
tana, was unusually successful this sea-
son, his wagons returning loaded with
the antlers Of elk, moose, deer, mountain
sheep and antelope, and the pelts OF
grizzly and black bear, mountain lions,
lynx, wildcat, and other splendid tro-
plies of the chase. These valuable
possessions, carefully preserved and
packed, have gone forward to the old
country, while Mr.. Jameson, disbanding
his party of four, and accompanied by
his body servant, starts soon on Jour-
ney around the world, sailing from
San Francisco for China early in Sep
TENDER.
In this connection an adventure, in
which Mr.. Jameson and bear were the
sole participants, is worth relating. One
night last month, while bivouacking on
Cascade Creek, east of the Muscleshell,
well defined tracks were lett about the
camp. Indicating that, while the party
peacefully slept, the premises had been
invaded by huge grizzly. The follow
ing morning, while breakfast was pre-
pairing, the young Irishman, armed with
his trusty rifle, started down the creek,
trailing the beast a half mile, to point
leading into a thicket of underbrush,
skirting to considerable width the
stream on both sides. Making a slight
detour, Jameson pushed his way eau
tiously into the thicket, the slight noise
of his carefully picked footsteps
being muffled by the .rollick-
ing waters, leaping and tumbling
over successive falls. Hating suddenly
and parting the bushes, the intrepid
hunter espied his game, leisurely at rest,
scarcely 80 yards away. He concluded
the bear was his, and with steady aim
at vital parts, sent two bullets in rapid
succession into the broadly presented
side of the beast. There was fierce
growl, and the wounded animal, part
ing the brush and saplings like grain
stalks, pushed vigorously toward his
assailant.
Unable to get another unobstructed
shot, and understanding his peril Jane
son, with great presence of mind, quickly
retreated toward the creek, the bear
pursuing and close at his heels. There
was no time to halt or turn aside, and
reaching the bank the hustled sports
man, holding aloft his rifle, leaped for
the water, landing in pool to the depth
of his armpits. A moment later and
the enraged brute, bursting through the
willows and saplings, confronted him on
the margin of the brook. Jameson,
prepared for his enemy, with prompt
ness and precision put two more shots
into the great beast, who, in the very
act of taking to the water after his prey,
tumbled to the ground, dead, Jameson,
scrambling out of his unprecedented
bath, returned to camp, intercepting on
the way two of his comrades summoned
by thereport of his rifle, and Fastening
to his aid. After breakfast a team was
hitched up, and strapped to poles, the
huge carcase of bruin was hauled up to
the camp and skinned. The heft of this
monster was placed at 900 pounds, and
the pelt, exhibited to number of men
esteemed to be good judges in such mat
tiers, more than sustained the estimated
weight of the beast.