, 1886-08-25
apAuNcnYy AND THE BEAR.
A Fat Man aud an Artonishea SILVER
Tip.

A Fat Man aud an Astonished silver
Tip.
Sauntering into the Office of the county
clerk OF Fremont, in Lander, not long
since, that genial official exclaimed,
Hello. old manl sit down and wait a lew
moments. Bob Marshall is in town, and
will be in here directly. He can tell YOU
all about his adventure with the silver tip
bear and 'Paunchy Sam in TO" Moth
ing 10th. the scribe seated himself and
waited. 4r rf
u Bob Marshall was, in early days, one of
the most noted and successful hunters and
trappers of the Wind mountains. For
many Year, his headousrtes were 1t
Miners' Deli&ht, and near here was the
place he and "PAunchy Sam" scraped ac-
quaintance with the silver tip. "Paunchy
Sam was q Boston man, who had been
attracted to the Miners Delight region By
its. gold. he was nearly as broad rs he
was long. and.wcighed some $50 pounds
He fsncied himself . mighty hunter, aud
made Marshall's life a burden to him by
solicitations to take him on a bear hunt
Marshall presently appeared and told
the story of that bear hunt. IN
He and Sam left the camp at daylight
one morning, and by the middle Of the
morning were among the hsunts Of bruin,
Marshall soon espied a large bear grub
bling up roots in = small mountain glade
Pointing him tut to ;'Paunchy SAM" he
told that hunter that he had better LET
him fire the first shot, as the bear was .
large and powerful one, and would
fight desperately if only wsundcd.
Sam agreed, and by aMsshalrsi
advice selected a tree to climb in case Of
necessity. This tree grew on the ex-
IRENE edge of a steep rsvlne bank, over
hanging, in fact.
The tree of refuge selected. Sam rolled
cautiously after Marshall, who was getting
nearer the bear. Just as he reached
Msrshalrs side. the latter pulled the trig-
ger. The gun snapped, and "Paunchy"
took instant advantage of it. Now
he said, let me shoot, ; and before Mar
shall could interfere, he had fred The
ball passed through the bears body, IN
HictiuG a painful Tut not fatal wound.
The savage silver tip at once charged, as
is the wont of its kind, straight for
- " .
the smoke OF the gun Run, Paunchy.
run for the tree shouted Marshall, at
the same time following his own advice
with great promptness. As be sped along
he could hear behind him the crash of the
underground, telling of the wide road
"blazed' by 'Paunchy' in his flight,
and the growls Of the pursuing bear.
These last came rapidly nearer and nearer,
and when Marshall struck the tree 1t was
a question whether "Paunchy' would
carry himself out of bruins way or not.
Marshall Skinned up the tree trunk,
and "Paunchy' labored after him with
bruin close behind Reaching mp, the
bear hurried "Pauncby's ascent BY re-
moving a portion OF Paunchy's wearing
apparel Climb higher, painted the
irlghtened hunter, Climb higher. Bob.
Marshall attempted 70 DO So but a fsith-
less limb broke and down he came on
-rannchy. faunchy came down on
the bear, knocking 1t loose from the tree,
and as marshal caught himself on another
limp, ne saw f.unchy astraddle h
bear = snouiders. hanging on tor dear
iiie' WIN MS lace ! inc tall and the as
bounded SILVER up with groans oil dismay
ana overweight, going neadl0ng over the