Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1886-02-18

have been disastrous to the Indians
Although fully realizing the ferociou.
nature OF the animal, I was not as fear,
tul OF him as | had been of the In.
dians. A full. grown grizzly could
hardly squeeze his way down the drift,
and l was certain to kill him If he
tried to.
After bit crept carefully forward
until could see into the chamber. 1t
was sight to make one sick. Two
bears lay dead on the floor, and a third
was lying on his belly and licking the
blood which flowed from several
wounds. But others had suffered
more. had two dead Indians in the
DRIFT and five others lay in the cham
ber-bitten, clawed and torn until the
spectacle was a hideous one to gaze
upon. There was blood everywhere
And -aPsa. eyerYthipnxand psAAe--s
Moody flesh were mingled and mixed
with patches of Indian dress and fire.
arms.
While I stood looking at the horrors
the wounded bear rose upwitha fierce
growl and attacked the corpses. His
hurts drove him mad, and he wanted
revenge on the dead. / saw him put
a paw on the breast of an Indian, seize
the throat in his teeth, and at one sim
gle wrench he tore the head from the
body. He seized another BY the leg
just above the knee, and l heard the
bones crush like glass as his teeth shut.
He jerked and twisted two or three
times, and the leg was torn of.
1t was the frenzy Of death As the
bear bit and tore at enc of the corpses
he suddenly totterel, braced his legs
and then sank down and rolled over,
and soon breathei his last. | was so
>pellbound that it was two or three
minutes before I could move. The
spectacle was even more horrible when
| stepped out and secured stronger
light, and directly my nerves were so
unstrung by what had occurred that |
rushed out of the cave in the open air.
rs / gained the outside it struck me
that the Indians had doubtless left one
of their number to watch the horses.
As I went down the ravine determ-
insd, if this was the case, to attack
him, with the hope Of wiping out the
whole party.
When crept out of the ravine an
other bloody spectacle awaited me.
The Indian ponies had been hobbled
to prevent them from wandering away,
and none Of the party had been left in
charge. The.grizzlies had come upon
the horses first, and every one Of them
was dead on the grass and horribly
mutilated. They had not been killed
to satisfy hunger, but to crafty fe-
rocious whim.
After "a ufaNgu heaopdfy S#ni camp. to
find everything safe. re-entered the
cave and secured the firearms Of the
dead redskins. Tue stuff at their camp
fire consisted of blankets, robes, am
munition and powder. While none Of
the party We're in war paint, there was
nothing to prove that they were out
on a hunt. They had, perhaps, de-
fected from some march to discover
what had caused the smoke.
Four weeks later, when a party of
hunters from Boise City. headed by
Captain Hall, stumbled in on me, |
turned over to them, as relics of the
singular three corneren fight, the fire
arms, bows and arrows, the claws Of
the grizzlies, two full suits of buck
skin, three scalps of white men, and
enough pipes, beads, knives, charms
and feathers to start a museum. These
relics are still on exhibition in the
Sheriff's Office at Boise, and bear wit
ness that have given you truthful
narrative.-N. Y. San.