The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-02-28

drubbing. for that's the only way 1 will
ever convince him that the feud be-
tween us interminable. See here.' he
called. Come back, and wen have 1t
out right here. once for ALL
There was 70 answer. only a quick
backward glance over Joe's shoulder,
and the mountain boy began TO whistle
as he moved on.
Coward" almost shrieked Tom.
You know what / can do You are
simply afraid to meet me on even
ground. 1 don't pot-shoot Dheasants,
and you know it,"
The whistling was kept up, and while
the Brady boy nursed his wrath, he saw
the 1.-THE little figure dart into the
laurel and vanish completely.
The afternoon was not far gone and
Tom resolved to make a detour and
take in a famous hunting ground be-
fore turning his steps in the direction
of home.
He mad gone out for more game than
one turkey and was quite sure that he
could get others by going down a Ger
tain hollow, where, on several occa-
sions. he bad found the birds.
Waiting till Joe was fairly out of
sight and a long distance up the noun
tain, Tom started for the feeding
ground. ne still thought of what he
termed Joe's 'insolence." not thinking
of his own. and after an hours walk
came 70 the hollow where he confi-
IDENTIFY expected to find the turkeys
Suddenly there came TO his ears the
distant report of a rifle. and instantly
Toms face assumed a serious express
sion.
Il wonder if he's at the pheasants
again." he exclaimed Why can't he
let n.y. preserves alore2 I've got to
teach that young fellow a lesson, and
it shall be one he will Lever forget"
Tom resolved TO lay in wait for the
turkeys, for the hollow was a favorite
feeding ground with them, and he was
not much disappointed at not finding
them upon his arrival. He selected a
secluded spot in the dense hollow, and
his vigil began.
More than once he looked in the Gi-
rection from which the sound Of the
rifle shot had come. as II he expected
to see Joe emerge from the bushes, and
secretly wishing that the boy noun
taineer would come again,
But no turkeys obliged Tom by COM
ing to the feeding ground, and not
wishing to make it too late getting
rome he left the ambuscade and turned
toward the cabin.
All at once there jumped from a nest
of leaves along q log which Tom was
about to mount something that startled
every nerve in the boys frame.
Tom saw at once that he had dis
turbed a bears siesta, and that in
slant he stopped and looked itt the
huge creature
a few yards from the log the animal
and, turning his head, looked
at the boy.
He presented a good shot. though
TO-, of,l lr-f
as none better was offered, the Brady
boy threw mis- rifle to his shoulder.
At that. moment the bear started on
again, but Tom pressed the trigger,
and a howl of pain followed the shot
The bear fell headlong. fairly tumbling
over a little log in the pitch. and then
writhing among the October leaves.
That's a good shot-better than that
mountain pot hunter ever madel"
CALCULATED Tom, as he ran forward.
after reloading. Think of bear and
a turkey in one day"
When within a few yards of bruin
Tom saw the wounded animal start
up. and stand with his great head to-
ward him.
Tom stopped.
The bear showed his teeth in a men,
dacious manner, while his mien was
the incarnation of rage and vengeance,
tons he was furiOusly moving for
ward.
The boy fired quickly. for quick work
was required, but the bear merely
turned his head. with a sharp growl,
and came on again.
Tom looked about him for a tree.
but none small enough to climb with
out difficulty presented itself, so he
was compelled to face his enemy with
weapon.
But little time for defense was left
him by the angry animal. The bear
seemed to note the boys almost de-
fenseless condition, for he plunged for
ward as best he could, with bullet
already in one shoulder.
Pale. but determined, Tom Brady
dubbed the rifle and awaited the on
set.
When the snarling and bleeding