The Green Forest tribune., 1903-05-30
A TALE OF THE WILD WEST
Former Carroll County Editor Publishes a Thrilling Story.

The Flagstaff (Ariz.) Gem of which R. H. Jones, a former Carroll county man is editor, and whose truth and veracity stands unimpeached here, gives space in his paper to the following:
 Many strange stories have been told of the wild man' of the Grand Canyon of the Colorado, and while some persons have credited these weird tales, they have for the most part been re- garded as the ingenious inven- ton of imaginative travellers, and have passed into tradition as such. But according to 1. w. Stevens, of Cedar, Colo, says the Albuquerque (N. M.) Jour- nal- Democrat of last Sunday the ''wild man" is not myth and he gives a thrilling account of an encounter he had with the crea- ture.
 "Two years ago." says MT. Stevens, II had business in the northwestern part of Arizona that took me in the neighborhood of the extreme lower end of the Grand Canyon of the Colorado river, in Mohave county, Arizona. Having the misfortune of getting my arm broken, took a trip to the river to kill time and catch a few beaver. 1 constructed a skiff, with the aid of d friend, and, when my arm got strong enough, 1 took tri p up the canyon as far as l could go with a boat. A few mi les above the entrance I haul ed my boat upon the sand and got ready to examine the rock walls.
 'The first thing that attracted my attention was the imprint of bare feet in the sand. Thinking the tracks had been made by some Indian, perhaps a Piute, or Haullpi, l began looking the gorge over with much interest. Going down stream short dis tance l found more tracks.
 "The third day of my stay 1 saw the head of d man on a bench of roc ks on the north side of the river. Evidently he was seated on the edge of d cliff some dis tance above my camp. 1 rowed up stream a little above the point where 1 saw the mans head and part of his shoulders above the greaseWood brush. Climbing up to the bench 1 had some difficulty in finding a place that l could get over the ledge and be on level with my strange neighbor.
 ''I finally succeeded in ap- preaching closer to the point. l saw sitting on d large boulder a man with long white hair and a matted beard that reached to his knees. The creature was un- aware of my approach, and 1 gazed upon him for some mo- ments unobserved. He was about fifty yards away and in full view. He wore no clothing, and upon his talon like fingers were claws at least two inches long. A coat of gray hair nearly cover- ed his body, with here and there q spot of dirty skin showing. l lad found the wild man of the rocks!
 ''At that moment rock, loos- ened by some animal, came roll ing down. The creature turned his face toward me. Horrors! What a face-it Was scared and burned brown by the sun, with fiery green eyes. With a wild wAoop and leap he was off up over rocks and cliffs like moun- tain sheep for about seventy five yards. Then he stopped. He Was armed with a queer shaped club, large enough to fell an OK. Brandishing this bludgeon, he sAtieked and chattered for mo- ment, then started toward me, roaring and still flourishing his weapon. Faster and faster he came and my hair began to stiff ell.
 l am a poor runner, so l