The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-03-03

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 While going through these motions they were slowly working their way along in our direction, as though ir- resistibly drawn towards us by the music, which of course they were, as by this time was very evident. Sage brush quit playing for a few mo- ments, just to see what they would do. The bears looked at one another, much as human beings do when dumbfustered about anything and went to roaming around with heads up, sniffing the air and whining.
 When he struck up again livelier than ever, the bears seemed beside themselves with joy. They came numbering and cayorting towards us, twitching their ears and opening their mouths. Every now and then they stopped to rise upon their hind legs, twirl around and gambol in a manner that showed them to he in an ecstacy of delight. It seemed a pity, as Sage brush had suggested, but we had to let drive at them as they came on. We bagged two of the old timers and a cub the other two got away.
 The result of this curious experi- ence was that when we came to talk it over in camp that evening we de- cided to try and round up the bear that was in the habit of piping us off at night and soaring the mules. Hav- ing formed our plans, we fixed Sage brush ill the skin of shaggy brown bear on the following night, and waiting along till towards eleven o'clock hoisted him into tree near where we guessed was bear. About twenty paces from Sagebrush's tree was little clump of pitch pines, where the trees stood so thick that, with the addition of few stout poles, they made shelter into which a bear would have right smart trouble to fight his way. Branches were worked in to form secure ambuscade, and i'll this the three Englishmen and l con- cealed ourselves.
 The waning moon was near the last quarter, and had only just risen over the mountains, but ia the transparent atmosphere of the Big Horn moun- tains the light was almost equal to that of full moon in the states. Winchesters looked to and everything all ready the signal was given and Sagebrush commenced to play. We had taken our camp stools in with us, and so sat there as comfortable as if we had been in the tent listening to the music. AS matter of fact, we were but carrying out the usual evening programme, except as regards position and less talk.
 To draw a simile that down casters will understand, maybe you might imagine Sagebrush to be that young fellow Hofmann, who see by the pa pers has been playing a piano at the Metropolitan opera house, New York, and us four in ambush the audience. Young Hofmann, according to the pa pers, is a good deal of corker, but in his particular line you can bet your bottom dollar that Sagebrush can play all around anybody that ever wore hair. For 8 while the woods seemed full of music-opulent with melody. The first tune he turned loose was "I'm Sojer." As the wild, l eWctL stTdiIlb OI HI GJOlCI eOht Ch through the silent moonlit mountain air, the listening pines appeared to catch up the notes and pass them on and on until you could hear, or seem to hear, them floating away in finger ing melifuousness for miles. Right there amid the pines the Englishman allowed that music was affected tine same as when it is played on the wa ter. Howsomever that may be, the mouth organ sounded a heap more melodious than when played in the tent, and all agreed that when Sage brush liked to tune himself up prop erly he was mighty hard to beat.
 "Pm Sojer" had been played twice, "The Arkansaw Traveller" once, and the joyous strains of "Mormon An gels" were making the pine needles quiver in sympathy, when we saw something move across a little open space about one hundred yards away. Sagebrush very evidently saw it, too, for "Mormon Angels" was never played before nor since. reckon, as pertly as he reeled it off up among the branches of that pine tree for the next few minutes.
 Pretty soon we saw the object move again, this time little nearer. Be- . fore many minutes it showed up still closer, SO that we were able to make it out as a big brown bear, and that Mormon Angels" was gradually charming it along towards our posi- tion. On it came, ne arer and nearer right up towards Sagebrush's tree now and then halting to twirl around cutting up playful didos, just as the cinnamons did on the prairie. to ruh , it's head against tree and give vent to it's feeling. Sagebrush played on r only 6 little moro soft and rsyishine Al. Ian. { h