Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1897-08-28
a reputation thereby.

a reputation thereby.
Everything went on smoothly
that day, and at night it was agreed
that an early start be made the next
morning for deer lick" some two
or three miles down the river (the
camp was on the Palouse river).
Accordingly at half-past three
o'clock Wednesday morning, guns
being shouldered, the start was
made for the deer lick" The first
half mile lay along the wagon road
and was easy walking. But sud-
denly turning to the left, the party
found themselves winding along a
trail with nothing to guide them
but "blaze" here and there on the
taees and sapings. There were
trees in front, behind and on either
side that ranged from one to three
hundred feet in height, intermingled
with maple, fir, aud various other
brush, making it almost impene-
trable, save in the trail. The party
had been slipping as quietly along
this trail as it was possible for three
inexperienced hunters to do, for
quite while hearing nothing but
the dismal hootng of some old an.
tiquated owl, or the sharp scream
of Il magpie, when suddenly to the
right, and not more than fifteen
yards from them, the party heard
something make a lunge into the
dense underground, Every one
was all "ears and eyes" in an in.
stant. Again and again the crash
ing was heard, but each time little
farther away. BY this time the man
with the big gun-Prof Doane--
stepped noisessly into the brush,
and making his way as fast as he
could in the direction OF the sounds,
soon got glimpse of the maker OF
the noise. 1t was coming toward
him at that instant, but waddling
and stumbling along behind trees
and over logs in such way az to
prevent him shooting it. Presently,
however, the bear stepped upon
log with its fore feet In order that
it might get more comprehensive
view of the situation. The big gun
bearer lost no time in bringing his
wea p0n into position, and after
few seconds of aiming, the death
like stiffness of the primeVal forest
was broken by the sharp crack of
the big rifle, All hands made a
wild rush in the direction indicated
by the pointed gun. A few steps
brought them to the spot, and they
beheld at their very feet, Bruin, not
"in all his glory" but in the pine
forest shot through the shoulder
with a 8-calibre rifle ball One
bound after the ball struck him
and be was dead as a mackrel three
days out of water Excited! No;
but above the dismal hooting of tie
owl, and far above the shrill cries
of the blue jay and magpie rose the
voices of the three joyous hunters
over their captive. Bear hunting
on this wise Is a simple passtime.
Nothing is easier. A few crashes
in the brush, few moments of in
tense attention, a few more to OBJ
tain steady aim, crack of the
gun, and the story is told. The
bear being dressed and placed be-
vond the reach of dogs, the party
proceeded to the river, where they
caught enough beautiful trout for
breakfast.
Prof. Doane will mount the hide
and place it in the college museum,
where it may be seen by coming
generations, who will shudder at
the thought of the danger under.
gone in killing it.
Saturday noon found the party at
home, in all their glory and dirt.
james Cairns, warrant broker, IN
formed reporter Monday that Whit
man county warrants had just advanced
, Fro,, Ole to OQn apl that warrants of