The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1883-10-13

roundabout, difficult way-much of the ter
ritory being of the poorest and worst 1t is
covered mostly with marshes, stunted
growth of alders, birch, pine or spruce, or
with enormous boulders, lying so close to
each other over the ground that goat could
hardly find his way among them. The won
der ID where all these Cycopean rocks came
from, and when and how. Here they are,
and will always remain to the end of time;
that is all that's known about them. Are
they moraines? Where are the mountains
or hills among which glaciers could be
formed? Were they dropped from melting
icebergs? How, then, could they be heaped
up in long lines, as if dropped from the tail
OF glacier? All we know about it is that
they cover the ground for many miles SO as
render it utterly useless for any purpose now
known to man. This rich and fruitful re-
gion, the garden OF Maine, can be reached
by rail now only by tedious, cireuiions,
costly route through British territory, while
short, direct, cheap line could easily be
made to Bangor and so on to Portland. This
ought to be supplied without delay. When
will it be?
among my adventures by land and flood
III the former days was an encounter with a
bear IN the woods, 1t was night, and bright
moonlight; but the moon was often obscured
ny clouds. 1t was in little opening in the
lhick. forest, where the moonlight cou d
Ieah,9 ire ground. / was startled by the
eaklhg and breaking of bushes and branch
es. | listened; the sound came constantly
nearer. l lad heard that the neighborhood
was raiuea Dy large bear. An immense
tree without top was living upon the ground.
sat upon the butt of it aod waited. The
SOUND slowly drawing nearer got ready my
gun, double barelled French piece /
aimed with it, but could not see the muzzle.
I, attached to IT small piece of white paper;
mat answered my purpose. The cracking
ana breaking of branches was nearer and
louder. placed the fallen tree between it
and myself and waited. Presently | saw a
hQge black object slowly approaching; it was
bear. | permitted him to come on while I
eagerly waited and watched, covering him
with my gun loaded with ball. had often
heard that wounded bears were furious and
would fight savagely. / opened my large
knlfe and stuck it in the tree trunk and
waited; the bear slowly approaching and
shutting the air in way that said plainly,
smell the blood of an Englishulan. |
Will have some, will have sofne.'' He was
within thirty feet of me, when he sat down
and raising his muzzle perpendicuarly, as
pirated strongly as if to make sure of the
presence OF danger or q prey. He presen-
ted to me the front of his two right shout
eSi a. tue moment, the moon was lett I'M
covered BY cloud. Both barrels of the
gun made but one report / seized my
great knife and waited for the outset, but
the huge beast did not move; he continued
to sit. with head dropping to the ground.
Hastily reloading my gun I approached
him closely and waited for the end. Pres
entity, he fell over upon his side, this king
of the forest, SO treacherously slain, and
breathed his last. Where he lay, is now
part of the beautiful town Of Houlton.
NEAL Dow.