Willmar tribune., 1908-01-15

the benefit of the person he described
as honest Tom Wilson, The rest he
cooked and gave to the grizzly. OF
course, Tom got all the furs, and the
game was as good as gold mine to
him. I demonstrated with him on the
wickedness of it.
"'Your bear comes here stranger
from the west I told Tom. The first
time he wanders out in the woods the
local black bears give him the glad
hand, and try to be hospitable and
make him feel at home. And how
does he repay them for their kind
ness? BY outraging their tenderest
feelings and converting happy, peace
able bears into furry corpses. You're
teaching him to be a cannibal bear.
No good will come of money earned
that way
"Tom only grunted that the furs
seemed to sell for as much as If they
were those of bears who had volun-
tarily committed suicide. So he let
his grizzly continue his career of
devastation unreproved.
There's no denying the grizzly was
a wonder when it came to hunting
other animals. He was big Silvertip,
and, despite their many admirable
qualities, not black bear in Pike
county could stand up to him in q
fight. In little while game got so
scarce that some Of the boys proposed
shooting the grizzly. But the bear
was the rightful property of Tom
Wilson, and l warned them not to do
anything illegal.
"'Man and boy told them, I've
tinown Pike county bears for years.
And I've got confidence in their ability
to take care of themselves. This
grizzly bear game is a new one to
them now, but as soon as they get a
little used to it, they'll make this furry
intruder wish he had remained in the
far west And subsequent develop.
ments showed the truth of my
prophecy.
The next day, while was walking
through the woods, heard something
come tearing through the underbrush.
Not wishing to imperil valuable life
hustled to one side and awaited de.
velopments. In minute black bear
broke through. After him came Tom
Wilson's grizzly. The grizzly was the
faster sprinter, and moment more a
funeral would have been all that was
coming to the black bear. But just
in time he struck tree big enough to
bear his weight. Up it he scrambled.
The grizzly couldn't climb, so he
stayed at the foot and growled.
"'Unless I am mistaken in the char.
acter Of that venerable bear,' I said to
myself, swift bumps and painful ex.
periences will teach Mr.. Grizzly to re.
gret he medd1ed with him.
That afternoon I went out into the
lot back Of my house to blow up some
stumps with nitro-glycerin. I had the
glycerine in a can, and, as I had use
for it, would pour out little into a
small pan. had been at work only a
few minutes when I looked up, and
IAOAO was LAoI 6dA10 UldCh U0dC WdLCus
ing me with an expression of the most
intent interest. He had evidently
stayed up in the tree until the grizzly
had grown tired and then had come
down with revenge in his heart. J.
knew that kindly old black bear
wouldn't harm me, so went on blow.
ing up stumps without paying any par:
tfcular attention to him.
Pretty soon the bear wandered
over to the can of nitro-glycerin. He
shifted at it. Then he took a taste.
Nitro-glycerin has q sort Of sweet
taste, but was surprised at the look
Of Joy which spread over that bears
intelligent countenance.
You had better leave that stuff
alone I warned him. 'Nitro-glycerin
isn't the proper health food for black
bears. II you should swallow some Of
It and then happened to stumble or
jar yourself. your honorable career