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of the highest authorities on the grizzly. He kindly 

 wrote for me the following from his personal ex- 

 perience : — 



"To one who knows and loves bears, Enos A. Mills, 

 from one who loves them, Philip A. Rollins. 



"One summer day, now almost thirty years ago, 

 a cowboy, hunting from our Wyoming ranch, killed 

 a female grizzly bear. Her two attendant cubs 

 were brought to the ranch by the cowboy, an oper- 

 ation which decreased the value of his clothing, and 

 lessened the quantity of his skin. The names of Jim 

 and Bessie, hastily bestowed as the party, in part 

 hauling and swearing, and in part twisting and 

 growling, made its arrival, were, for the sake of ac- 

 curacy, later changed to Miss Jim and Mr. Bessie. 



"The youngsters were presently introduced to 

 their sleeping quarters in the 'bear parlor,* an en- 

 closure connecting with the main room of the 

 ranch house by a doorway usually closed only with 

 several curtains of heavy felt. Five black bears had 

 their abode in the 'bear parlor' when the little 

 grizzlies registered their advent — a registration 

 effected by clawing and biting everybody and 

 everything within reach. After a few days marked 

 by pandemonium and the enticements of very fre- 



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