The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1895-10-04

ally 70 swallow the sgsce that lay be-
tween rs
1T was time to get my rifle to work
and TO shoot fast, and gave him a
bullet aimed at his breast a little to the
left The only effect Of the shot was
to change the bears sbambie to a gal
Top. Ny rife not being of a magazine
pattern, l lad to put in a fresh cart
ridge for every shot I made. That
did so quickly that I was able to give
him 2 second shot aimed at the same
place while he was running toward me.
at the edge Of the creva sse he halt
ed with surprising snddenness, felt the
strength OF the ice with his paws. and
ran back and forth. seeking a place to
cross. ] kept my rife going, planting
shots into his side and shoulder, from
which the blood was now pouring fast
from several wounds At last, instead
of turning, he ran along the crevasse
with the apparent intention of round
ing its end. Itciosed one hundred and
fifty PAGES down to the left and at
about an equal distance away on the
right What might be the strength of
the ice over the undermining torrent
of water could only guess. I had to
take my chances on its holding me up,
so down I ran to the other end of the
cTevasse, and, making a wide circuit,
came up on the other side as the bear
dashed down the side I had quilted
We passed opposite each other. the
bear coming as near the crevasse as he
dared in his furious efforts to reach
me, and showing nc sign that he was
wounded except by The bleeding.
4 kept pouring my shots IN upon
him, aiming still at the shoulder or be-
hind it. Again ne turned his course
down the sides of the creVasse, to fol-
low me round the end that I had
passed. Again / shifted round to the
other side and once again we faced
each other on the sides we had origin
ally occup ed kept cracking at. him
with my Maynard as he ran back and
forth, stretching forth his head as if to
reach me across the ehasm. Now for
the first time I noticed that he was
weakening and blood was pouring
from his mouth and nostrils. His turns
became shorter, until at last he
stopped, staggered, then suddenly
pitched forward toward the crevasse.
He was already dangerously near the
edge The hollow, oYerhanging ice
broke beneath his weight and q great
section of it crashed down with him
into the depths.
II was safe after my bear fight,
thanks to the crevasse, had killed my
first grizzly, a magnificent silver tip,
and-had lost him. I walked toward
the edge of the crevasse, where, look
ing lengthwise down the sides, could
get a partial view Of the bottom.
Tn ere lay the bear dead on his side,
damming the course of the swift
stream, which circles ripping round
him, as it would have swept round me
had not his first roar caused me to
step SO OPPORTUNITY back,
Elk killing didn't seem half so
great an achievement as it did before
the bear had mixed in with the pro.
ceedings, and I should have liked to
swap the carcass on the ice for the
beautiful silvered skin down in the
depths of the chasm. But that couldn't
be, so I carved away haunch, hacked
out the antlers with my prospector's
Ratchet, and came slipping and sliding
down the mountain side to join my
companions, who were tOiling up the
ascent to find out what had become of
me. IN. Y, Sun.