The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1886-12-16
E Tussle With n Grizzly.
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The San Francisco Chronicle prints
this story as taken from the lips Of The
old ranchman that related il:
One day we found some OF the sheep
killed and some totcd of, SO Jim pro-
posed to 90 out and make it hot for the
grizzlies for day or SO, and, having
nothing particular on hand, l went with
him. / had a couple of mongrel dogs
that were the best on bear l ever saw,
so we took them along, and the next
morning about 10 they started trail
and off they went whooping, we follow
ing. reckon we must have tramped
it mile or SO, when we came to
thick piece of brush, and into it The
dogs went with rush, and the next
minute there commenced the greatest
yelling and snarling you ever heard. l
was packing the camp things, and SO
Jim jumped through the brush and l
after him, and there in the center Of 4
small clearing was the biggest grizzly l
ever saw or heard Of The minute l
saw him dropped my stuff and grabbed
my rifle. The grizzly was standing on
his launches, splitting fire and froth,
just waiting for them dogs to come
within reach, and every now and then
making a jump at them. Without
wasting any time, Jim stepped up until
he was within four feet of the beast,
then raised his rifle and pulled the trig-
geE lie had a dead shot, but / heard
The click of the hammer and knew his
rifle had missed fire, and the next
minute the bear, jim, dogs, and rife
was a-going it up and down, in and
out, mp and over, in the greatest rough
end-tumble you ever heard of in your
life For minute was so tuck back
at the suddenncSs OF the whole thing
That I couldn't tell what to do, and then
didn't dare to shoot, they were going
about so quick. The dogs had the bear
by the hind quarters. and were biting
and chawing for all they were worth
The bear was on top mostly, but Jim
bad got out his knife and was carving
for al he was worth, and it's a wonder
he wasn't drowned in blood. The only
thing that saved him from being clawed
all to pieces was a thick buckskin suit
he wore.
lodged about for about five minutes
waiting for chance, and all at once
got it The brute had pinned jim
down square BY the shoulders. and was
5ust a-taking hold of him By the throat
or thereabouts when clapped my rifle
to his ear and let fly and shot him dead.
jim was about played out, but had
strength TO feel that he was being
squeezed foo close for comfort 1t took
all my muscle to roll off the bear, as it
laid right on top of him, but l did. and
Sanked Jim cut, and wasn't he sightP
His suit was in rags, regularly cut up
into.strings, and his legs were almost
cut to the bone in half dozen places.
When hauled him TO his feet he had
hold of his knife and had to drop it, as
1t was foot deep in the bears throat,
and by actual count there were forty
stabs in the bears hide. So you c.n
tell what kind of fighter he was.
"What made you shoota" were about
the first words he said. and then over
he went in a dead faint, and If it
hadn't been cold he'd have bled 10 death
before l could pack him to the doctor.
which did, though forty mics over the
mountains. Yes, he came c.. all right,
but for weeks he looked like one Of these
crazy quilts.