Bisbee daily review., 1908-12-02
TWO BOB CATS
CAUSE GREAT GRIEF.
In the Avalanche and Fight
They Seemed Multiplied
By Ten.
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Globe Belt.)
| After sliding down the mountain
side for 500 feet with two bob cats
with which he had been having a des-
perate fight, T. C. Galbraith, a pros
pector, succeeded in dispatching one
of the animals, and made his way back
to civilization, badly cut and bruised,
but not painfully injured. The other
cat was apparently buried in the
snow. At any rate, Gaibraith did not
wait to find out what had become
OF it.
Tom Gaibraith had been looking for
bear for a couple of days in the Mo
COLON mountains. Provided with
powerful field glasses, he climbed up
above the snow line and stood at the
edge of a cliff, but few feet from
tree, surveying the country below in
hope of locating the particular Mr..
Bruin which had made on with his
supply of bacon a few days before.
/ Suddenly there was a rush and q
snarling behind the huntsman, and he
turned Just in time to see two huge
bobcats, which seemed to have leaped
at him from the tree, falling short
less than a couple of yards. The
beasts paused an instant as Galbraith
turned, but 1t was only for an instant,
Just long enough to permit him to
drop the glasses and pick up the rife
he had laid at his feet. Before he
could bring the piece in anything like
position, the cats were at him, tooth
and claws, and he could only attempt
to fight them of with the rifle in a
vain endeayor for a shot at either of
them.
Ffercely fighting and whirling in
the heavy snow, the desperate MAJ
and his enraged assailants approached
the edge of the cliff without seeing
1t. It was a battle royal, a battle
to the death, the blood lust raging in
the heart of the human as wildly as
in the bounding felines.
The huntsman at bay, bitten and
scratched in a score of places, still
managed TO deal terrific blows on the
spotted forms, but these blows only
| fell upon the sinuous bodies, knocking
this or that cat down for a moment,
but only for a moment, the other claw
ing and ferociously endeavoring to get
at the mans throat.
Galbraith was forced out up on a
rock at the very edge of the cliff. From
, this position he endeayored to knock
at least one of the cats down the steep
side of the hill.
Then the unexpected happened.
The ground gave way beneath the
feet of the man whose strength was
fast waning.
Shaken by the tamping and fighting,
the rock was dislodged. and with II
started an avalanche of snow and
rocks that carried Galbraith and the
madly clawing cats down with it to
| the bottom of the gulch.
Once on the way down, Galbraith
was thrown almost against one of the
beasts. He strove to shoot it even as
he fell, the cat snaHoed at the barrel
and in the next instant both were GOV.
cred with snow.
| As he rose from the now at the bot
| tom of the gulch, saved by a miracle
and instinctively clutching to his
rife, Galbraith heard wicked snarl
behind him.
Turning, he saw bob cat, seeming
| " crippled, but still endeayoring to
make for him. A shot put the animal
| out of its misery, and Galbraith
| bleeding from two dozen wounds
made his way out of the place as best
, he could, several times narrowly
escaping being smothered in deeI
snow drifts.