1 68 The Grizzly Bear 



stand up in the course of their examination; and when the 

 old fellow ran into this one it failed to part, but the stake 

 to which it was fastened pulled out of the ground and, 

 bouncing back, caught him in the side and completed his 

 demoralization. As he disappeared in the gathering dark- 

 ness he looked like a big ball of fur shot from a high- 

 power gun. I reproduce the picture of this grizzly be- 

 cause it is a good example of many failures, and at the 

 same time gives some notion of how recklessly a frightened 

 bear dashes away, unmindful of obstructions. 



The next night I tried a new trail. This time I set 

 both cameras on it, but about fifty feet apart, hoping that 

 the bears, frightened by one flash, would retreat and, as 

 they often did, stand up to look back in front of the other 

 camera. I concealed myself in a little thicket of pines, 

 from which I had a good view of both cameras and of the 

 trail in both directions. And I had only been here a short 

 time when I saw the old grizzly and two cubs making 

 their way along one of the many trails which passed near 

 my hiding-place. They did not, however, come within 

 range of my cameras, and I thought no more about them. 

 It was only a few minutes, however, before I heard a snort 

 near my thicket, and a small black bear raced by within a 

 few feet of me and went up one of the trees among which 

 I was standing. Peeping out to see what had so excited 

 it I caught sight of the old grizzly and her cubs not more 

 than fifty feet away and hot on its trail, and as I had no 

 desire to get mixed up in any family quarrels I sidestepped 

 and went up the next tree to the one occupied by my black 

 friend. The grizzly, seeing this new animal appear and 

 seem to take sides with the black bear, stood on her hind 



