vanished. I went down stream just outside the 

 bushes bordering it, expecting every instant to 

 find the grizzly's tracks, but not finding them. 

 Then I returned to the log on which he had crossed 

 the stream, and from which he had leaped into the 

 bushes. 



Examining the tracks carefully, I now discovered 

 what I had before overlooked. After leaping into 

 the bushes the bear had faced about and leaped 

 back to the log, stepping carefully into his former 

 tracks. From the log he had entered the water and 

 waded up stream for a quarter of a mile. Of course 

 not a track showed. At a good place for concealing 

 his trail he had leaped out of the water into a clump 

 of willows on the north bank. From the willows he 

 made another long leap into the snow and then 

 started back northward, alongside his ten-mile 

 trail and one hundred feet from it, as though in- 

 tending to return to the place where I had rolled 

 the stone down the slope near him. 



I did not discover all this at once, however. In 

 my search for his trail I went up stream on the 

 north side and passed, without noticing, the 

 crushed willows into which he had leaped. Crossing 

 to where the bank was higher, I started back down 



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