Before daylight I left camp and climbed to the 

 top of a treeless ridge, thinking that the bear might 

 come along that way. In the course of time he ap- 

 peared, about a quarter of a mile east of me. After 

 standing and looking about for a few minutes, he 

 started along the ridge, evidently planning to re- 

 cross the Continental Divide near where he had 

 crossed the day before. As I could not get close to 

 him from this point, I concluded to follow his trail 

 of the preceding night and if possible find out what 

 he had been doing. 



A short distance below him I found his trail and 

 back-tracked to a place which showed that he had 

 spent the night near the entrance of a recently dug 

 den. I learned some weeks later that this den was 

 where he hibernated that winter. A short distance 

 farther on I came to where he had been digging 

 when I saw him the evening before. Evidently he 

 had been successful. A few drops of blood on the 

 snow showed that he had captured some small ani- 

 mal, probably a cony. From this point I trailed 

 Old Timberline forward and eastward, and near 

 noon I caught a glimpse of him on the summit of 

 the Divide. 



While roaming above timber-line he did not take 

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