Smyrna times., 1906-03-28
SMYRNA BOYS PARTICIPATE
IN EXCITING HUNT OUT WEST
THRILLING EXPERIENCE ON WESTERN FROM.
TIER FOR CHARLES AND HARRY WORKMAN
The Workman Boys Are BrOthers.in-law of
Harry Blendt and Are Familiarity Known in
This Vicinity Where They Once Resided

The Workman Boys Are Br0thers-in-law of
Harry Blendt and Are Familiarity Known in
This Vicinity Where They Once Resided
PART FOURTH.
Bob says there must have been two
or three of them by the looks of all
these tracks. "No," says Fred, as he
viewed the IA inch imprints of Bruins
hind feet in the snow, "there's been
been but one bear making all those
tracks. You see when he first came
here last night he ate all he could and
then went away, probably fifty yards,
when he began to think that elk meat
surely tasted pretty good, and came
back to feed the second time, when he
again ate all he could then he went
away again, maybe one hundred and
fifty yards or so, when he turned his
head in the direction from whence he
came and with his mind on what he
had left behind and if he didn't return
and get it. that the coyotes or wolves
would have it before morning, so he
came the third time to gorge himself
on this meat, and that is why there are
so many tracks here. Fred worked the
lever of his trusty (30-4O-220) Win
chester rifle, thus showing a cartridge
from the magazine into the barrel and
drew long breath. Fred says that he
thought of the many bear hunts he had
in the last twelve years, of the many
narrow escapes he had made, then he
thought of home, family, friends. He
knew too we'll the danger of tracking a
grizzly bear single handed. But brave;
no drawer man ever lived than he, for
he knows not what is to fear. Then
he sized up his man, whom che had
only known for a couple of weeks and
was uncertain as to whether Bob was
made of the right kind of stuff or not,
that would make him stand by in
battle for life with an oncoming, fero-
cious grizzly, Fred spoke up saying;
''Bob are you gamer" Bob, who had
just put cartridge into his rifle bar
rel as Fred had done, said ''I'm game
to the finish, and if you'll go with me
I'll prove it." Fred smiled and said
''We will just reverse that, and you go
long with me and do just as tell you
to do" to which Bob agreed.
Track Huge Bear 10 Dense Jungle.
"Now," says Fred, "I'll tell you
that that bear is not more than two
hundred yards from here right now,
and when we. come within sight of him
you'll see one of the biggest, fercest
fellows you ever saw in your life, and,
9, as1seensaiiEs sees us. he'll make for us
IN all the speed and strength there
is IN him, don't forget that and when
you shoot be sure that you are going
to hit him every time you pull the
trigger, because it will take every bull
let there is in your gun and mine to
drop him before he can get to us. Now
I'll follow the track and you keep just
about twenty feet to my right, and
watch me, for I'll watch the track as
far ahead of me as 1 can see it and mo-
tion to you with my hand, which way
it turns, but don't get over twenty feel
away" Fred took the freshest track
They started; both had guns alike
each containing six cartridges, guns
locked and ready to fire. Fred stepped
wide as he possibly could to keep in
the bears tracks, and avoid crunchine
the snow in the frosty morning air
Tiptoeing forward, motioning to Bot
at his right the turns in the trail; hi
eyes penetrating every crevice tina
opened between the trees ahead of hin
as they went on, Bob smiling at tn
peculiar gait Fred struck in trying t.
follow the wide apart tracks of th
bears.
Was Pulling up inch SspIngs By the Roots
Fifty yards from the start brough
them to (quaking aspen) thicke
where the largest trees are not owe
six inches in thickness, and stand yer
close together. So close that the bea
had to worm his way zig gag fashlo
in order to get in. THIS thlcket COY
cred hollow that run up into the sid
of the mountain several hundred yard
and into which the trail led. Ere
whispered to Bob that in here is wher
we will find him at close quarters,
you think you can shoot him in here
eyes," says Bob, 1--WE got to, climl
ing don't look good to mein this place
Twenty-Five yards further on the
found where Mr.. Silvertip had starte
to dig hole in the ground but BIS
given it up for some reason. Now I'll
men knew they were getting close
him and moved cautiously. Thir
yards further on they saw steam risin
up out of the ground where the be
had pulled out three inch saplings
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