The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-07-14
How stanton Rode the Bear.

number OF cowboys attached to Buffalo
Bits Wild West were sitting in one OF TIER
tents the other day, says the New York Re
corder. recounting their personal adventures
on the great ranges OF the far west, where the
early years Of their lives had been spent. The
con gersatiou turned upon foOlhardiness, ana
the boys related some OF the escapaueS ol
| their early years when thew we're less
cautious and more thoughtless than now
Il thought l knew lot. said George Shan-
ton. one of the group. when was KID ABOUT
r. and what didn't know wasn't worth
learning. / would tackle anything 10 rae
that wore hair and hOofs, and came pretty
near riding everything tackled, too. But l
did the foolishest thing kid ever tried one
day when l was going up canon IN the iron
mountain country in Wyoming where 1 lived
I There were lots Of brown and black bears IN
those mountains, and II was not an uncoh-
mon thing to see them on the range when we
we're rounding up the cattle. OF course, the
boys were too busy then TO pay any attention
to them. but this time that am speaking OF l
had nothing to do, and was thinking what
devlltry / could get into next. don I know,
but It sort o. seems TO adect fellow like that
you know. away out there where he never
sees anything or anybody, and he just sort o.
studies up things to do that are odd and fool
sh.
Well, as l was about to tell you was rid
ing along up that canon one afternoon, when
what do l see but a or year old black bear
a-settin on his launches maxim faces at me.
l was Just as fresh as the bear and took it
into my head, fOol-like, that Id rope him and
ride him. If I had thought the matter over
for a week or ten days, maybe 1 would have
thought letter Of II. but l was feeling very
gay just then, and that bear was my meat.
He was fool sort of a bear anyhow, and
didn't seem TO know whole lotso rode up to
within a few rods OF him before he started to
move. The funniest thing ever saw was the
way that bear looked when he lost his grip on
rock and fell down into the trail. 1t was
only few feet, and didn't hurt him bit, but
he looked so foolish, like he was ashamed OF
himself. He started up the trail. because it
was better walking than the rocks, l suppose,
and after him on the broncho. My rope was
| whirlln'. and first thing he knew-Zip! and l
had him. / caught three or four turns around
| the horn of the saddle, and away we went. 1t
was great fun! that fool bear was tuggin'
away like beef steer IN a stampede, and
fairly pulling me and the pony along. 1t was
great fun and yelled and howled with de-
| light.
But, say, fellows, all of a sudden the bear
came TO his senses and made up his mind it
was MS turn to have little fun with me.
The rope slackened. he turned like a fash
and came straight at me at a railroad gait. 1
couldn get that rope OF the saddle quick
enough to suit either of US. got it lose at
last. and II ever you saw me ride, you ought
to 1--WE teen there. When got to the mouth
OF the canon looked hack for the first time.
There was that blamed bear a settiu' on his
hind legs chewln on my rope as if it was
good 10 eat. thought of shootin' him with a
six shooter and would have done so, only /
happened to think he might not like it and
might take 1t into his head to chase me clean
| home. So 1 waited until he walked off over
the ridge a-draggin' my pet rope with him
Al L maven seen rope or bear since. II any
of you fellows find bear with a string to him
IN Iron Mountain canon, it's my rope. You
can have the bear"