St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-11-17
A st. Paul Mans Terrible En-
counter With a Huge
Bear.
Why Is 1t Best to First Smoke
and Then Hear Com
plants.
Irate Cable Car Passengers
Who Got Nary a Re-
fund.
A Nerve Specialist Talks OF
the Effect OF the Cigar
cite.

For weeks previous to his departure
for the wiIds of Northern Wisconsin, L.
G. Walther, the genial secretary
of the Hacisett Hardware company,
of ST. Paul, had been promising bear
skins, bear teeth, bear paws and bear
heads to multitudinous friends. He
had contracted to deliver these immedi-
ately upon his return. 1t is no wonder
therefore that both his departure and
return were anXipusly looked for. Ar
rayed for his adventures amid the
haunts of bruin, Mr.. Walther presented
the picturesque and typical trapper.
His garb consisted Of neat-fitting deer
skin cap and suit, set off with the nee
essary beads and other frills. Around
his loins were girded bowie knife and
two cavalry rev0lvers of the latest de-
sign, and in addition the n imitabie ear
fridge belt. In his strong right hand he
carried his trusty rifle. Thus prepared
the handsome man was whiried to
Bruce, Wis, from which from time to
time had come CORY stories of the ra-
pacinusnesS of bruin.
During the past week the Minnesota
club, and in fact society generally. have
been discussing the thrilling experience
of the st. Paul huntsman. 1t appears
that upon his arrival at Bruce he was
met by trapper. who knew every inch
of the dense forest in which the bears
make their rendezvous. Mr.. Walther
and his guide at once plunged into the
almost impehetrable jungle. and as
eyentide was upon them hastily built
hut, in which they retired for the night.
At daybreak, after refreshing them
selves with coffee and sandwiches. the
party resolved to follow tracks made Ivy
two bears. AT one point the
tracks diverged, and each one
of the hunters followed the tracks be-
fore him, and in few minutes Walther
and the trapper were separated. The
former tracked his game into a swamp,
and then for time lost all sight of him.
While examining in the vicinity of
thicket, Walther was startled by a fear
full grOwl. which was answered by an
other near by, and in a moment, the st.
Paul man was confronted by two large
black bears. 1t was the work of all in
slant to send leaden messenger into
the brain of the foremost bear. but be-
fore he had opportunity to sight his
TRASHY weapon at the second bear, the
enraged animal knocked the weapon
out of his hands and seized
him with both arms, and tried to
administer deadly hug. I'm
fortunately the hunters arms were
piniOned. and he realized that unless he
could break the deadly embrace he would
soon be crushed. The hot breath of the
monster burned his cheeks. the eyes
looked like balls of fire. and the sharp
teeth gritted nervOusly as if anxious to
rend the doomed mans throat. RealiZ-
ing that it was a duel to the death,
Walther made a short, sharp, tremend-
Gus effort for freedom and broke the
deadly lock enough TO enable him to fire
one shot from his revolver straight into
the vitals of the enemy, but in a moment
the weapon was struck out of his hand.
and in another man and beast were ELI
gagged in the death struggle. During
the wres Ting on the ground, in the
dense forest, the hunter, fortunately.
succeeded in reaching his trusty
bOwie-knife, and for an III
slant the bright blade cleaned
in the air, and then sank deep into the
heart OF the monster. Strange to relate,
Mr.. Walther escaped without single
visible scratch, although his hunting
suit was rent i'm innumerable places.
To the toughDess of the buckskin suit
and his indomintable courage he prob
ably owes his escape. The bear must
have weighed 500 pounds, and the mate
about 800. Owing to the distance of the
battle-ground from the station, Mr..
Walther was unable to bring his tro-
phies with him. To a reporter he stated
that there is plenty of deer in the fast
neSses at Bruce, and he knew of
couple of hunters who shot fifteen with
in the last week.
The usual freight agent is generally
affable, but if you want to raise his
dander to blast heat, just jump on to
him with both feet and denounce him
and his road because your ear has not
yet reached destination. Ten to one he
would invite You to spot remote from
icicles. Not so with E. F. Dodge. gem
eral freight agent of the Eastern Mime
sofa railway. That astute reader of
human nature is simply bOmb-prOOf
against such assaults, and little things
do not disturb his equanimity. The
other day GLOBE representative hap
pened in the Eastern Office Just ahead
of an irate customer, who demanded to
know the exact location of his
car, and he threatened divers
things unless he could immediately
have that car at its warehouse. Ii
Dodge had s'sasSed back" it is believed
a red flag before an enraged bull could
not have been more inflammatory.
Dodge is deep diplomat: and, while
the angry visitor was foaming and bel
lowing. Dodge was toying with box of
cigars, which had both the internal rev.
enue and customs stamps upon it.
Lets smoke over the NATTER" he
said i'm his blandeSt Tones
The Infatuated Individual took the
proffered cigar. and then they smoked
and laughed, and laughed and smoked,
and finally cracked Jokes. Then the
aggrieved party shook hands with the
freight agent, and departed smiling like
a Raphael cherub.
To the reporter the freight man said
that he always believed in smoking over
a controversy first, and then consider
ing it afterward.
4
Last Monday precisely at noon, when
all the Selby avenue care were crowded
by hungry merchants, and others, en-
route to their dinners Oh st. Anthony
hill. the cable ceased running. and a
dozen cars stood stock still. The re
porter happened to be on a car whic h
anchored near the corner OF Jacksos
street. In the vehicle and OH the grip,
were probably thirty-ive passengers,
nearly all of whom had paid their fare.
The conductor declined to refund as he
had pulled the bell and registered just
so much indebtedness against himself
One old grouty fellow demanded
his fare, but did not get
it, and said he would sit
in that car until doomsday, in order to
get even with Tom Lowry. The con-
ductor said he would telephone the
power house at Selby and Dale streets,
and would then let the old gentleman
know how long he would have to wait.
Presently the fare-taker returned and
announced the calle would be running
again in two hours. Then everybody
growled at the mishap and loss of their
nickels, and departed to lunch at the
restaurants. This leads to the inquiry.
"Why are not the conductors authorized