The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-07-30

my rock, I let him have it in the throat,
and that fixed him. He swept by, fair
~ making the water foam. It's the
last time, gentlemen, that I want to be
freed on rock by a baldfaced bear"
Its funny" said the doctor, a clean
cut well-knit specimen of fine physical
manhood, whose clear gray eyes and
square jaw betokened plenty of grit;
tits funny how your first grizzly takes
| the nerve out of you. Two or three
years ago went hunting with a friend
| in Colorado had killed some big
game myself and 1 knew that he had
killed plenty of it. But neither of us
had killed grizzly and we were each
eager for the first chance.
zone day when happened to be out
alone, as I came through clump of
quaking-asp what should I run plump
up against but big grizzly busily
| employed in roofing around In the dirt
| after food.
"He hadn't winded me, and there
| stood, just screened by the quaking-
asp, almost near enough to touch him
with my gun while he went on roofing,
utterly unconscious of my presence.
80 Now or never l thought, as l
brought my gun to my shoulder and
carefully sighted for his head. Then
the sights began to wobble and an ague
seemed to seize the gun. I steadied
myself, looked around for convenient
tree, and tried again, this time for the
shoulder. Again the gun wobbled and
l ground my teeth in rage.
"The bear lifted his head, seemed to
smell something up the wind and start
ed off at good gait away from me.
Well, old boy I thought, If l can't hit
you standing I can't running SO I let
him go.
II felt pretty glum when came into
camp that night, but I didn't say any
thing. My friend was cooking supper
and he seemed pretty quiet, too. After
supper we lighted our pipes and sat by |
the fire thinking.
whats the matter. old man? !
What are you so still about? finally he |
asked.
40, nothing said trying to seem
cheerful.
Ibid you see a bear?' he persisted. |
Yes, hang it, did, answered dog |
gedly.
'Well, so did T. he said, and the incl
dent was closed.
We each got our bear afterward, how
ever. so the disease didn't prove fatal"
We'll, gentlemen" said the CONNER
cial traveller, II never hunted bear my
self, but l heard story the other day |
of some fellows who found one UP in
Montana. If it's chestnut, call me |
down.
"They We're prospecting right up in |
the big bear country, but they let the
bear alone, and the bear let them alone. |
One night they camped in deep canon,
and while one was cooking supper the
other started out with his shotgun to
get some birds. Lots of birds up there; /
so tame you can almost kill them with
q stick.
"Pretty soon the man with the shot
gun ran UP against grizzly, and MI
Grizzly was mad about something, and
started for him. The man hit the trail
hard for camp. the bear right after him.
When the fellow who was cooking sup
per heard the landslide coming down
the mountain he saw what was up, and !
grabbed his gun to shoot But he was
afraid to shoot, for fear of hitting his
partner so he couldn't do anything but
yell.
run, r-u-n-n!' he yelled, and the
man and the bear both let out a couple
of links and the gravel flew faster than
ever.
=" Run r-u-n-u-n!' he howled, dancing
around to try to get shot
RUM painted the other fellow;
run? He'll do you thing I'm THROWN
this race? Morning Oregonian.