behind him, he knew that I knew where he was and 

 what he was doing. 



But instead of running away he came back along 

 the trail to await my coming. What were his inten- 

 tions? Did he intend to assault me, or was he over- 

 come with curiosity because of my unusual actions 

 and trying to discover what they were all about? I do 

 not know. I concluded it best not to follow him far- 

 ther, nor did I wish to travel that night with this 

 crafty, soft- footed fellow in the woods. Going a short 

 distance down among the trees, I built a rousing fire. 

 Between it and a cliff I spent the night, satisfied that 

 I had had adventure enough for one outing. 



Trailing is adventurous. Many of the best les- 

 sons of woodcraft that I have learned, several of 

 the greatest and most beneficial outings that I 

 have had, were those during which I followed, 

 sometimes day and night, that master of strategy, 

 the grizzly bear. A few times in trailing the griz- 

 zly I have outwitted him, but more frequently he 

 has outwitted me. Every grizzly has speed, skill, 

 and endurance. He has mental capacity and 

 often shows astounding plan, caution, courage, 

 and audacity. 



Trailing without a gun is red-blooded life, scout- 

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