Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-08-29
STORIES ABOUT BEARS
How Tony Juarez Was Killed by silvertip
Grizzly.
Ono Blow With the Terrible Paw
Crushed His Skull-A Hunter
I'm Warm Quarters.

| Jim, the bucket man at the Horn Of Plenty;
| as he damned the ashes down in the bowl
| of his pipe with the second finger of his
| left hand Il know some says they Is, but
| them that says it is tenderfeet an never
seed bear outside a circus cage. 1 mind
| when l wuz a boy ov gapin' at the poor.
81 rawny things marked grizzlies the circus
| men ulster haul around over the country IN
wagons. But, Lord! sence that time I've
seed grizzlies wild. an I'll be derned if
| theys any comparin' 'cm. Why, I've seed
grizzlies that weighed LOO strong, bigsern
a ox-yes, sir. not so tall mebbe, but a
dorm sight longer an heavier, the Difference
in height bein' only in the legs. Put legs
| ez long ez ox's under some bears I've
seed an they'd be bgger'n average boss
| THE only time mind ov a grizzly tack
lin man without cause wuz over in Arr
| Zony, out then the bear seed he had to do
! somethin, an mebbe he wasn't so much to
| blame There wuz me an Jim Billings an
Antonio Juarez. He wuz Mexican, but
| one cv the whitest kind in more WAYS than
| him. had been born an raised in the coun-
try, but didn't have no relations nor nuth-
| m The Paches had done for 'em long ago
| He struck our camp down Flagstaff way
| turty nigh played out with desert fever an
| lack ov grub. We TUX him in an fed MIN
| up an ez soon ez the hot. dry season wuz
takn W" To n,ar w,tn on Erospeetn trip
there wuz good lead but he never could
get tools or grub enough to work it, an he
WIZ lckied to death when We said we'd go
Win MN an look at it. Well, we struck
| 1t, an 'twuz rich We built little shack
ov cabin in the gulch nigh a water hole.
built raster. used one ov our jacks fer
power. an men Jim got out ore while
lony run the raster. One night men Jim
stopped to clean out the pulp while Tony
uhnooked the mule. took him TO water an
Then went on up to the cabin to git supper
Svipe on the Head.
Twuz sravelly in the gulch an 1 reckon
that Tony got some rocks in his shoes. for
just as we got in about fifty yards ov the
cabin he set down in the door an began
takin' off his brogans. Jest then right be-
mind him we seed powerful big slvertip,
yes. inside the cabin. We yelled at Tony
an he looked around. but Lord! he didn't
have time to do nuthin' but jest reach fer
his knife and raise about half up. when the
s1lveftfp; quickern cat. rared up an
fetched him a swipe che head, knockin'
him about ten feet. We both fired at onct
Patches WIZ bad then an we didn't go fer
from our guns, an the bear tumbled out
the door an laid still We both run to Tony,
but he never moved. The hull top ov his
head was caved in an his scalp wuz hang
in down over his eyes. 1 don't guess he
drawed breath after he wuz hit. We bur
skinned the bear, but some way We couldn't
eat burned bite ov the meat. Every time
We tried it we'd think of poor Tony an
kinder choke up, so We throwed 1t out fer
the coyotes
Revenge is Sweet.
'Speakin of cnnamons, Jake Appleby,
over in the Cajon Pass country. had a pc
mic with four of 'em last fall, or, rather,
they had picnic with him." said Bill Sny-
der Jake. you know, s got a bee ranch
an was a dom tolube well. Along last
fall, about time to rob the hives Jake went
Gut to the yard one mornin' an found
nearly every one of his richest caps off an
all the honey ct out. You all know Jake
an l know l amt stretchin' 1t when l say
that fer awhile the air round that bee
yard was bluer than it's around the top of
Old Badly on a winters mornin' Bear
sign was plenty, Jake he goes back to
the cabin, gifts his rifle, fills his belt an
pockets full of cartridges. an takes the
trail. He followed it about til! long after
noon, Windin about over hogbacks an up
gulches, but never gittin' very fer from the
ranch. Jake knowed that from the way
they was hangin' about that they'd be back
to The ranch that night. but he was too
derned mad to do what he'd Crter dcne-go
home an lay fer em in the cabin, so he
stuck to the trail. Long about o clock he
| crossed deep gulch an up onto mesa.
Zig Cinnamon Charged.
He hadn't gone more'n couple of hun
dred yards till he saw the bushes shakin'
in a manzanita thicket, just ahead. He
looked an swears he thought he saw a
deers antlers in the thicket You know
sometimes the dead top of a manzanlta
looks nightly like deer's antlers an YOU
can't see nothin below OWN to the thick
green. Jake didn't stop to think, but
throwed up his rifle an fired Before he
o. OH frnp CHI dor.
big he cinnamon come a-Snort:n' an
chargin' out of the bushes. Jake throwed
another cartridge into the breech an rails
ed his rife, but before he could shoot a big
she come out Jake's a nervy cuss, you
know, an was "a goin' to chance it anyway,
when here come two cubs about three
quarters grown. airy one of 'em big enough
to make good fight. That was too much
fer Jake, an he turned tail an broke fer
the gulch, 'lowin' that he might git away
by runnin along the side hill, but he miss
ed the place where he come up an every
place else was too steep to git down.
HE lit down the edge of the cliff as tigh:
as he could Co. an havin' about seventy
five yards start, KEEP the lead. But he
gait fer more'n quarter if he wasn't pick
ed up before, so he KEEP his eyes peeled.
He was a BLOWN purity hard, an the bears
was a gainin fast, when he see ledge of
rock croppin out abouOthree feet wide
an about ten feet below the top of the
cliff. 1t was straight down to the ledge.
an from the ledge down it was a plum
drop of 100 feet more Jake knowed he
must git to that ledge, so he made anuther
squirt, an, ketchin holt of a juniper bush
on the ledge, he slipped over on mis- stomach
an dropped to the ledge just as the bears
c. me a gallopin' up. The croppin wasn't
more'n twenty feet long, and there was 10
way they could git down, fer they knowed
if they tried it they'd slide off on to the
rocks, over 100 feet below.
Kept Him u Prisoner.
"Well, sir, they KEEP him there the whole
afternoon. They just prowled along the
top an ever orct in awhile poked their
noses over an growled. Jake put in the
afternoon tryin' to git a square shot, but
they was always too quick-every time he'd
| raise his gun they'd jerk back. Jake said
| Ii was the hottest place he was ever in,
pasted up there agin a granite wall where
the afternoon sun had fair show at him
an he havin no water, an no tellin when
he was agon' to git any. He says it SEEM
ed like they had sense. The old he an
one cub went away down the gulch found
| place where they could git down, then
| &C me back up the bottom, leavin' the old
she an tother cub on guard at the top.
The two down below would try to climb
up an SEEM they couldn't make it they
come back up. They KEEP Jake cornered