The San Francisco call., 1897-01-04
4 FIERCE URSA MINOR
1t Gets Loose and Terrorizes
the Trocadero Vegetable
Colony.
Noted Bear Hunters With Assorted.
Szad Dogs Beat the Jungles
IN Vain.

Last night the vegetable garden colony
around Trocadero barricaded their doors
and lay IN their houses with bate
breath. Not turnip was turned-up out
of the ground and not a cabbage he ad
stirred from its natal bed, and all because
a fierce four -month-old bear-an Ursus
furioso-was adrift on the hills.
Even the policemen, who, of course,
would not forsake their lamp post where
the electric fam- broke up the gloom for
a few feet around, showed a tendency TO
take to the trees at the movement of every
shadow. 1t was night of terror in large
tyne.
Last Saturday NJ. Schneider, saloon
keeper near the Ingleside racetrack, &C
compapied by several friends, went down
to the Trocadero for visit, and took his
cub bear along. The juvenile cinnamon
is as joval as a kitten, and he highly
amused his companions with his antics
till the beer which they gave him made
him dull.
Then he was tied out in the backyard,
where the steam" he had quaffed could
eYaporate.
He evidently evaporated with it, for
when Ernest Dolter, proprietor of the Troc-
adero, went out to atte nd to his four-footed
guest the chewed end OF rope was all that
indicated bear had ever been there.
Then there was mounting in hothaste
and chase through the gum-groves was
begun. All Saturday night they hunted
bear without success. Yesterday morning
the search was recommended. All of the
ex-grizzly trappers, Indian fighters and
path-fnders generally sembled at the
Trocadero and gave personal histories Of
their adventures among the fierce carni-
vera of the wIlds.
from the rat-terrier to the Great Dane,
more or less loaded for bear.
A policeman in citizens dress-he left
his official gear at home, he said, fearing
that the cub would shy into the woods at
the sight of his sfar-was bitten by bull
terrier which somehow associated him with
the bear.
General James and Colonel Chad bourne
arrived, with the crowd and it looked as
though the days of liberty of that ursus
were numbered. General James had a
combination dog-a sort of composite ca
nine-that boasted of an ancestry of bear
killers running back to Noah's floating
menagerie.
While the hunters were modestly di-
Iating on the prowess OF their respective
dogs the generals descendant of the bear
killers went out to snuff up passing ac-
quaint tance with Dolter's pet coon, and
got his nose chewed off.
The agonizing yelps of the dog brought
out the whole com pany to his rescue, and
when the coon was persuaded to retire to
his corner the generals pet took bee
line for town, giving off a howl at every
jump.
Colonel Chad bourne had huge mastiff
that was not fighter, he said, but could
track gull through fog bank. All that
was needed was to show the sa ,acious ami
NAL something the bear had worn and that
dog would be off on the scent as unerring
as bloodhound.
The only thing they could find was the
hole the cub had worn through the rustic
fence while wiggling through to freedom,
but that was enough and the dog was
shown the place. He smelt of the locality
and then skunk under the house and no
persuasive calling could induce him to
leave his retreat.
All day the hunters beat up the jungle,
but no bear was found, and when their
TASKS were dry they returned to Dolter's,
satisfied that the bear had made his way
south and was well toward the Mexican
line.