St. Paul daily globe., 1893-02-27
SHEEP-THIEF KILLED.
A Bear Slain With a Bow an(
Arrow.

| n bear siam win BOW anu
Arrow.
| Farmer George A. MilkS, of East
mans Hill, in Forks township, saw a
bear Juggling sheep across one of his
fields soon after daylight last Thursday
morning. Mr. Milks had started up the
hin to salt the sheep, and he didn't no
tice the bear till he saw the flock racing
around the paSt1re in great disorder.
| The bear soon disappeared in ravine
! to the east OF the field with tine sheep in
! its paws.
Mr.. Milks hadn't seen a bear on his
| farm III nineteen years before, and he
made up his mind that it would feed on
| the sheep in the ravine long enough for
| him to get a gun and shoot it. SO he
! FASTENED to his house, but he found
| that his gun hadn't been returned by
| neighbOr who had borrowed it few days
| before, and he hunted up bow and
three Steel-pointed arrows that his son
had brought home from his boarding
| school in the summer, and started on
run for the rayiue.
He struck the creek a few rods below
where the bear had entered the raylne,
aud presently he got sight of the bear
in some bushes. A stiff north wind was
blowing down the creek. and 1t made so
much noise in the SaplingS that the bear
didn't hear Mr.. Milks' steps, and Mr..
Milks got near enough to see that the
beast had torn the sheep to pieces and
was eating. 1t kept its head moving
from side to side while it gobbled down
the juicy mutton, and it held the sheep
to the ground with its paws as though
ii was afraid of losing it.
Mr.. MilkS tiptoed up till he got within
few yards of the thief, and then he
pulled up and sert al arrow toward the
BEARS ribs. The bear jumped clear
over the sheep, spat the meat out, gave
below of pain and fright that made
the ravine ring, and snapped at the
spot where the sharp point of the ar
row stuck in his flesh, pulling it out
with its teeth. Mr.. Milks fired another
arrow into its right shoulder as it turned
a jiffy, seized a portion of the sneep's
carcass and started up the ravine as
fast as it could Waddle.
Mr.. Milks ran after it, picked up the
two arrows, and fired one at the bear.
1t struck the bears left ham and
doubled its speed, bnt it clung to the
mutton and followed the bank Of the
stream. The arrow kept paining it.and
pretty soon the bear reared up on its
launches. The movement drove the
arrow deeper into the flesh and broke
it in two, and the bear dropped the
mutton and went to whiring around i'll
circle and trying to bite the wounded
spot.
bears left flank and made it finch and
yell. 1t picked the arrow out with its
teeth again, and for the first time got
glimpse of Milks. The sight of the man
scared it more than the prick of the
weapons had done, and giving roar, it
plunged through the bushes and made
for knoll OH the opposite of the ravine
from where it had lugged the sheep in.
Mr.. MilkS secured >the last arrow he
fired, gave chase, and sent another ar
row into the bears right buttock in the
open field. The bear yanked it out and
dropped it. and Mr.. Milks got it when
he came along and fired again.
While going over the ridge toward
another ravine Oh Caleb Worthington's
place, Mr.. Milks fired each arrow seven
or eight times alternately, keeping one
in hand until ne was close to the last
one the bear had pulled out of its hide,
and in that way he worried the bear ter
ribly. Finally the bear turned on him
as he was about to pick up an arrow, and
drove him away before he had got it.
Mr.. Milks had one arrow left, and he ran
backward until he had it fixed in the
bow, when he stopped. The bear made
for him, and he fired the arrow into its
left nostril, and ran with all his might
for the other arrow He ran back when
he had secured it, and found the bear
paving at its nose, having broken the
arrow in its nOstril.
Again the bear pitched at Mr.. Milks,
and made him hustle to keep out of his
way; but its nose panied it so that it
gave up chasing him and once more
tried in vain to claw the broken arrow
from its nostril. While it was thus en-
gagged Mr.. Milks stepped up to within
five or six feet Of it and fired his last
arrow at its neck as tight as he could
draw the bow. The bear Immediately
began to dance around and below, and
Mr.. Milks ran up and pulled the arrow
out, intending to shoot it at tlfe bear
again. A stream of blood Spurted out,
and Mr.. Milks saw that the arrow had
pierced the bear s, ,jugular vein.
The bear gave, roar the instant the
wound started to bleed, and made a
break for piece of woods. 1t fell be-
fore it had gone dozen rods, and it
had bled to death when Mr.. MilkS had
reached it.
Mr. Worthington, who had seen Mr..
Milks giving battle to the bear from his
house, was running up the hill with
rifle when the bear died. and he hitcbed
a team to a stone boat and drew the
bear over to Mir. Milks' place. The bear
weighed 3S1 pounds.