Sharp County record., 1888-06-14
TREED BY A WILD HOG.
A Hunters Adventure in q Cana
dian Forest.
Scared Almost to Death-The Fcrocious
Animals Efforts to Bring the
Hunter DOwn-Roscued
by Bear.

In 1879 l was one of party OF
members of the Toilers' Club of the
city of New York, who entered the
Canadian wilderness for n three
weeks deer hunt. We We're all ignO-
rant of the fact that there were wild
hogs in the woods. One day was on
a tramp, five miles from our cabin,
when suddenly something jumped up
out of a boggy place three or four
rods ahead of me, snorting in way
that brought me to a stop in ajtffy. l
saw that it was one of the biggest and
certainly one of the ugliest- looking
hogs had ever seen. | thought it
belonged to an old half breed who
lives on patch he had cleared mile
or two from our camp. but was so
annoyed at the way the ugly brute
had frightened me- that whanged Il
bullet after him. l must have hit
him, for he turned quickly and came for
me as if he meant business. WASN'T
prepared for this, and dropped my gun
and Skinned up n small beech tree
alongside of which l was standing
l thought of course the animal would
90 away as soon as he found / was
out of his reach, but he'didn' t. seem to
be that kind of hog.
The weather was colder than blast
off the Greenland coast, and it was
getting late in the afternoon. The hog
began waltzing around the tree like a
trained horse in circus, and at every
step he spit out froth as if he were
chewing shaving soap. The tusks he
threw out for me to gaze upon would
have done credit TO young rhinoc-
eros. After circling around the tree
for few minutes, he was apparently
seized with the idea that he would
gnaw the tree down, and at 1t he went
with those tive-inch tusks. The chips
flew out of that tree as if he was a
planing-macmne, and saw that it
was only question of time whom that
boar would bring me down as uncere-
moniously as the coon-hunter topples
over the tree with the coon in the
crotch; but for some reason the hog
gave up the idea when the tree was
about half way cut through, and if he
had only known it. there was where
he made a big mistake. He didn't
have more than five inches more to
gnaw before down l would have
come.
After he had quit gnawing the boar
started and frothed around the tree
again for ten minutes. Then he went
away few feet and sat down on his
launches. There he sat for half an
hour looking straight up at me and
gnawing and snorting and shaking his
head and scattering froth. l felt that
l was gradually freezing. Besides
that it was coming on dark. shout
ed and yelled in hopes that the others
would hear me, but they were too far
away.
was just on the point of letting
myself down out of the tree and try
ing a foot-race with the boar, when
suddenly new idea seemed to strike
him. He made one jump for the tree
and began to dig the dirt from around
it like steam shovel. The way he
threw the earth from the roots of the
tree any one would have thought he
had taken contract to dig cellar.
By and by it dawned upon me what
the hog was up TO.
Blast the brute!' said l. He's 60
ing to dig the tree up by the roots"
Then the way we used to frighten
hogs out of the yard when l was boy
came back to me.
"S' boy, therer' l yelled "S' boy,
therer'
But that hog had been too long in
the woods to IS boy" worth a cent
Then remembered that when ] was a
lad and the hogs got in the garden
they always made for the hole in the
fence when you whistled for the dogs;
SO l whistled for on imaginary dog
and called:
III yer, Tiger! Hyer. hy' er! Take
him, Tigerl'
But this hog only worked the faster,
>the more l tried to scare him away,
and frothed with increased frothiness
an ! snorted all the louder.
it got dark. was nearly frozen.