The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-03-08
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And Utmost Kllled by Yves Woodrum' Thrilling Experients in
 the Woods

{ Yves Woodruff. our experienced hunter & trapper, who has made good menny wild beasts bite the dust in his time. and Is one of the, saast notorious shots with a rife in thIsspeek of woods, had a thrilling experience in his line of business last Thursday wich. in our opinion, ort to be a everlasting lesson to them who handle fire arms and sollum warning to them as don't who venture into the woods with fur coats or hats on.
 Bright and early Thursday morning Yves took his gun and dog and started on a tramp to make the rounds of his traps as ushual, and went down Snake Creek where he has some traps set for mink and otter, but all he caught was uniskrat's foot, the muskrat having got hungry ana knawed his foot off after being kctched. Wes set the traps agin and desided he would cut acrost and visit a bear trap wich he had set at the foot of Sawridge Mountain erbout five miles distant and calkilated he could visit the trap and get back to Bingville erbout noon.
 Yves hadn't been to this trap for two days and thot like as not there was a bear in 1t, being as he had saw bear signs in the vicinity wich made him set the trap We'll after a hard tramp through the deep snow Wes arrived at the place where he had sot the trap and was disgusted and surprised to find the chain wich held the trap busted and the trap gone.
 Wes was a good cal exsited over his discovery, for he knowed no common, every day bear could walk off with big trap like that and not say nothlnk erbout it. so he begin to foller the tracks. After walkin a spell he begin to feel hungry and sit hisself down on ole log to eat his snack of grub and to plan ia IrtNF to figger how much the pelt would be worth.
 As Wes set there chewin some meat and givin the grissel to his dog, he heard a cracking of dried limbs somers and at the same time the dog begin to growI and bristle up his back. so picking up his rifel Wes sneaked along lords a little knoll and peeked over.
 There through a small clearing of fir trees wes see something movin off at a purity good clip and thinking 1t was the blamed thief of a bear with his trap Yves blazed away. To hise grate sur prise and consternashion the bear--who happened to be Lon Peters, the stage driver with his big bear skin coat on answered Wesses' shot with a charge of buckshot, wich missed him but hit the dog with a few of the scatterings and made him lite out for home as if the devil was after him. Wes was so dis gusted because Lon wasn't the bear that he expected he had that 1t was all he could do to keep from shooting back again out of sheer revenge. When Lon saw he didn't hear enny more shots fired at him. he hollered out for the one that took him for a target to show hisself if he was man enuR. and wes hollered back who he was and asst Lon if his shot took effeckt. Lon sed it did by breaking his T. D. pipe and making him swaller erbout a inch of the pipe stem. Yves apologised right off and let Lon smoke his pipe all the way home and also gave him a chew when they parted. When Yves got home and thot everything all over, he re- alized that in all his yeers of huntin and trappin that he never come so neer takin human life before, and was that weak and nervous that he took seven ! nips of flicker before he felt as lively | and jokey as ever. and Wes aint whot l you might call drinking man either.