Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-11-18
DEMON OF THE PLAINS.
The Big Bull That Runs Wild Over
 California and Nevada.
Bovine Giant Whose Strength Is Simply ndescribable How CedaryiIIe (Nev.) Farmer Lost His Sugar
 Crop-Eight with a Grizzly,

(NeN.D faFInec Lost. His Sugar
 Crop-Eight with a Grizzly,
 It is doubtful if any land animal of this age outside the elephant and rhi- nocerous equals in size the fully devel- oped members of the bovine family, says the Reno (Nev.) Gazette. Very few of them are granted the opportunity of at taining full size, as they either go to the butcher-shop when three or four wears old, or are transformed by the knife from the deep-voiced and broad-necked head of the tribe into the piping OK and set to dragging logs to mill or pulling the blow. Even the king of the herd falls victim to the canned corn-beef market before his time and is replaced by younger and moro vigorous blood Perhaps the finest specimen of his race on this continent is an immense blue pull that roamS at large over the Made line plains, and has for years been tho dread of the herdSmen who have to gather cattle twice a year in that coun- try. Madeline plains is high table land on the eastern slope of the Sierra Nevadas, extending from Honey valley nearly to Goose lake, devoted to the cattle and horse business almost ex- clusively. Farms are few and far be- tween, and this beast had abundant free dom to develop. He escaped the brand 1ng-lron and knife while youngster and now has passed entirely beyond the control of the methods and appliances of the cowboys art. No corral could hold him and a dozen horsemen could not handle him even if they could get their ropes on him. He is from all re- ports fully as large as any of the ami mals that are exhibited as curiosities, and unlike them his development is superb. While their ten-acre pastures gave them room to feed his range was over whole counties and his action is like that of deer or a race-horse com pared with theirs. He has been heard of ln widely separated parts of the coun- try. Dr. Patterson, of Cedarville, says he broke into field in Surprise valley ono night and ate Up a whole crop of sugar-cane. Ed Ferris, at Honey Lake had him, with lot of beef cattle, in a corral once, but he walked through it as If 1t was made of old newspapers. Lew Clark got rope over one horn and his nose, but the steer was walking away with horse and rider so fast that he had to let go and lose his line. Allen Bragg saw him once in Dixie valley and Sena- tor Fred Cox on Pit river
 When the mountains are showed under his lordship betakes himself to the rich bunch grass of Nevada, and graces the ranges of Louis Dean and Ward Bros. by his presence, and has been seen by Colonel C. H. E. Hardin s vaqueros as far east as Quinn river There seems to be nothing in the coun- try that he fears, and neither man nor animal can tame him. He has been shot at often, but his thick skull sheds bullets like a ducks back does hail, and unless a chance shot reaches the heart he is pretty sure to die of old age. John Fleckenstein declares that he saw him and old "Clubfoot,'' the gigantic grizzly, come together in Sardine valley a few years ago, which must have been some thing to behold. They had both been invincible up to that hour, and each was ready for any thing that came be- fore him. The bull seemed to get tho first scent of an enemy and began to paw the ground and below. Old ssClub- foot accepted the challenge and marched proudly out into the open and waited for the charge, which came plenty soon. He reared up on his launches and received his enemy with blow on the side of tho head that resounded like note from drum, butshe momentum of the flying animal was too great and the bear took a tumble clear over himself He rose in a rage and before the bull had time to turn he was upon him, tearing his sides with tooth and claw. The air was filled with dust and the woods C1hoed and rc-echoed with the roars of the bear and the believing of his foe. Blood flowed from both, and the horns were tearing the shaggy coat of bruin as severely as the claws were those of the bovine. The fight resulted in draw. and John says each seemed to have had enough as he sadly took his several roads; but as old Clubfoot has never been seen since it is supposed that the terrible thruStS from the sharp horns and beating from the thick skull were too much for him and he crawled away and died. The last place the bull was heard of was in the hill beyond Snow town canyon, but he may turn up near CT home, as Jim Miller offers $50 for him dead or alive and MT. Bragg S1O for his hide. From all accounts his horns would be a noble trophy of the chase, as they are said to be very long and ex- tend in handsome curve far out on each side of his head
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