The misfortunes of other animals often provide a 

 feast for the grizzly. In going over an area just 

 swept by a forest fire I saw two grizzlies feasting, 

 and there were feasts for numerous others. One 

 was wading in an abandoned beaver pond and feast- 

 ing on the dead trout that floated on the surface. 

 Two black bears, despite terrible threats from the 

 grizzly, claimed all the fish that came within reach 

 of the shore, but discreetly kept out of the pond. 

 During the second day's exploration of the bum a 

 bear came upon me while I was eating from a fire- 

 killed, roasted deer. When I moved on, the wait- 

 ing grizzly walked up to dine. 



A grizzly knows the location of every beaver 

 pond in his territory. It is one of his favorite loafing 

 and feeding places. Often he rolls and swims about 

 in the water, enjoying himself immensely. Here he 

 sometimes finds a stale fish or a dead bird brought 

 down by the stream. Sometimes he eats a huge 

 salad of pond-lilies. 



But when beaver are gathering the harvest, es- 

 pecially if it is gathered at some distance from the 

 water, he lies in wait and overhauls them. He is 

 ready, too, to seize upon any of these unfortunate 

 fellows who is accidentally killed or injured in 



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