Los Angeles herald., 1907-09-08

they are very much afraid of HIM,
and at the least indication OF ms
presence will hide or fee away.
nave often, while out fishing or gunnlng'
i'1 ioano tracks or marks of their being about,
ous Ou with single exception, never met
~ snu certainly this was the only occasion
whicn Bruin ever showed any desire 70
make breakfast off of his humble servant;
~ : cannot say that have such desire
stgam, ssss, unless be suitably equipped for cap
IN the early spring, when the ice is break
catch ss Up m the lakes there is always large
hronL h q q nne trout made at the mouth OF
nnl n,res from my home, and many q day, might
sou see this stream being thrashed by the
eokSr N oisclples of old Isaak Walton.
nnere Is peculiar feature about this catch'
l ,aolIeooyer, oyer, which makes it doubly interesting,
ana that is that there is only one day on
wnicn the fish will be found there. If you
:s, ars SO lucky as to strike the right day. you
VII, WI go nome with heavy creel, but you
mignt nsh there for week, and, not chanc-
ing upon this day, see never a fin.
my brother and / had often tried this
Place, and had been the successful ones more
than once, and, on the occasion of which |
am writing, had determined to try. our luck
once more.
ed to be awakening from her sleep under the
genlaI caresses of the soft spring breezes, we
iald aside books and pens, and made our way
INTO the country, with spirits as light as the
air We breathed
), We put up for the night at a farmhouse
tnat was distant from our goal about two
miles.
Rising betimes the next morning, and max
ing our breakfast on the inevitable ham and
eggs, we set out for the brook in the midst
of a rain-storm
Arrived there, we found to our joy that
we had the field to ourselves, and Immediately
proceeded to get our tackle ready. 1t seem
ed, though, that we were doomed to disap-
polntment; for. after half an hours fish
ing, we had nothing more than a wet-jacket
to show for our pains.
However, the rain had now ceased, and
the clouds breaking away over there to the
east, gave promise of another bright spring
day; so we determined to make the best of
our position and enjoy. our outing, even if
we should have to go home without load
of speckled beauties.
Untying small skif that was moored to a
betump, my brother went little cruise
3Rround the point, leaving me to try a little
ool further up stream.
l had been fishing with live minnow, and
low, putting on a small phantom made Y
last up the brook to where the top of "a
Sarge rock was just visible above the current
The minnow had hardly foated past the
rock when there was rush, bound and
swish, as the line shot down stream and out
into the open pool. was fast to four
pound trout. After desperate fight, man
aged to land him safely. and knowing now
that the fates were smiling upon us, put
my whistle to my lips, in order to blow call
to my brother, when low growl just at my
back startled me terribly.
Turning quickly, / beheld a gaunt bear,
about ten PAGES distant, sitting on his haunch-
es and cycling me with intense satisfaction.
Flight was my first impulse, and obeyng
it, bolted for large birch tree growing on
the bank of the brook about thirty yards
away.
/ am sure Inade good record in that
run, for seemed to fly and hardly touch the
ground, but had not much time TO lose, for
as | seized branch and swung myself into
the tree, Bruins powerful paw just grazed
However, in this case "a miss was as good
as a mile," and / climbed up the tree and
safely ensconced myself on a projecting limb.
Then taking out my whistle, blew three
long, loud calls.
This action seemed to astonish the beast
sAn artificial mnnow