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(Jnalac.eet, N >vember. 1915
Number 2C
A FEARFUL BUT BLOODLESS BEAR
HUNT Continue I from Cct.number
And dont ye know Van,I was glad
that his short tail was 1 ot on the fur
ther end of him. I stood still, I mean as
s'.ill as I could hut even then every
button on me pants made a rattling
noise tor 1 was tremoii
meat to get that fellow
‘'Maybe*
said I “you
were tremb
ling for an
other reason’
Brushing
back his lo g
locks he let
out a peal of
laughter, and
says he ‘and
do ye think
so Van?”
W ell r
• Js w
dont ye know.
6 x-<
watched him
to see'if he
turned h i s
head to the
right or the left, do ye know I never
thot about shooting the beast. I just
stood gazing and admiri: g his wab
bling walk and his tremendous size.
When he reached the creek he turned
his head and looked up the hill to see
if every thing was alright.
And bet yere bottom dollar he didn’t
hear any noise nor see any thing stir
back over that trail I stood as tho po
sing for a picture. When he had fin
ally gone out of sight I began backing
up over the trail that I had just de
see ided:And do ye know ye have
no idea the size of a mountain until
ye try to back over the thing.
At the top of the mountian was a
seraggly dead tree just the kind for a
quick climb So I built me a little fire
in the moss and kept it covered with
d imp moss so the blaze would not
s :are the bear away fordont ye know
I was dead
bent on get'
tii g that bear
“Yes”says I.
I sat down on
the fire to
keep warm—
and there *
sat. When it
got ur.com
f o r t a b 1 y
a: m I’d rise
up carefully
u.d put on
other layer
damp moss.
The moon
ame up l ig
a:.d full but pretty soonj some mis
erable clouds began hovering around
i was in a peck of trouble for I was
afraid the clouds would make it too
dark for good shooting.
Its remarkable how loud a litt’e
noise sounds when all alor.e in the
mountains. A blooming rabbit went
by me and dont ye know it sounder
like a mule loping.
Along about two in the morning I
had dropped off into a do e and was
dreaming that the bear was -Page 4