Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1891-07-30

mountains surrounding it are infested
with bears, both grizzlies and CHINA
mons, and their ravages on the small
herds of cattle and swine in the region
are by no means the least Of the small
rancher's troubles.
In little canyon branching of frOl
the trail which leads up to Gov. Water
mans mine lives little rancher named
Greenwood. One night in August
Greenwood was awakened by a tre-
mendous commotion in the pig-corral.
The rancher arose and got down his
rifle. His wife got up and peered out
of the window of the cabin. To their
horror there stood an enormous grizzly.
He had squealing porker under his
left arm, and in anticipation OF the
coming feast his face wore a joyous
expression. The two hastily retired
indoors and the huge bear leisurely
walked off with his prize.
Next morning the ranchman gave
the alarm. That afternoon five
miners armed TO the teeth
with Winchesters and sawed
off shot guns loaded slugs went down
to the Greenwood ranch, and thus be-
fore the moon rose took up positions in
some oak trees in the pig-corral. About
. o'clock the watchers, with bated
breath and trembling with excitement,
heard an ominous rustling in the low
chapparal Every man cooked his rifle,
but to make sure work determined not
to fire until the bear had gotten into
thecorral. In a moment huge, lumber
ing form came foundering out of the
brush, and, horrors. another one.
Then third! Now boys" Crack!
Crack! responded every rifle again.
When dawn broke they made an in
ventory of the slain. To their deep
chagrin, and to Rancher Greenwood's
deeper disgust, they found nine dead
hogs stretched out and not one bear.
This was too much for Mr.. Greenwood;
with tears in his eyes he besought the
amateur rifemen to leave him alone
with his bears in future. II would
much rather have the bears around" he
said, ''than such hunters as YOU"
A few days later Gov. Waterman
visited his mine, and was told about
Rancher GrcenwoOds unwelcOme
guests. The governor is something Of
a wag and resolved to have some fun.
He wrote to State Fish Commissioner
Joe Redding, Dr. J. de Barth Short, of
Los Angeles and his private secretary,
Marcus d. Boruck, telling them Of the
find in the mountains, and asking them
to get up hunting party. Gov Water
mans secretary had not lost any griz-
lilies and did not care togo in pursuit of
one. He declined to join the party and
turned over his invitation to Charley
Yale, secretary Of the San Francisco
Yacht club. Yale is great on q flying
jib.
The party thus, organized set out for
Gov. Waterman's mine early IN Sep
TENDER. The bears had not been
visible for several days, and Ranchsr
Greenwood reported that he had mot
lost IA hog in a week. 1t was therefore
reported that there should be. recon-
noisance of the neighborhood by day
light. AS a guide and one posted in
woodcraft the party had engaged a
long, lank Texan named Tip Ferguson
The party walked several miles up the
canyon from the Greenwood cabin, and
were about to return when their ears
caught the sound of squealing as from
litter of very young pigs.
''LOOk sharp, boys" exclaimed Tip
Ferguson. There's a grizzly not far
off. This is BEARS cache. He killed
that SOW not more than an hour ago,
and has gone after his mate. Let us
cover it up, pigs and all, Just as he left
it, and wait till night. Meantime we
will 60 back to the cabin for supper. y
The evening shadows, were falling
and the the party started for the cabin
About 100 feet from the cache, was a
marshy swale several feet wide which
| was necessary to cross to. get to, the