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feet and looked at us for a few seconds, and then, knowing 

 that we were beyond her reach, dropped down and made 

 off through the timber. 



When she was well out of the way I resumed my watch, 

 and it was not long before I saw my friends of the other 

 evening, the three two-year-olds, coming my way. Having 

 already had some experience of their wariness I watched 

 each branch of the trail with anxiety as they neared it, and 

 drew sighs of relief as they passed these in succession. At 

 last one of them was just in front of my first camera, and 

 as he appeared to be suspicious of its presence, I was 

 about to pull the string when a second one ranged along- 

 side of him. The third was also coming on, but, being 

 some little distance in the rear, I did not dare to risk 

 waiting for him, and sprang the flash on the two as they 

 stood, heads up, listening in the stillness. The instant the 

 flash went off all three darted back and then stood up, 

 making a beautiful picture; but they were too far away 

 to get them with my second camera, and they ran away 

 when I emerged from the thicket to put in a new fuse and 

 reset my apparatus. It was now growing late and I was 

 just thinking of giving up for the night when I saw, coming 

 down the trail, an old bear that seemed actually to brush 

 the trees on both sides at once. This was the old male of 

 which I have spoken, and before the summer was over I 

 was destined to see him many times, to spring several 

 flashes on him, and yet never to get a perfect picture of 

 him. At the moment, however, I knew nothing of all this, 

 and watched in breathless anxiety as he came slowly down 

 the trail with its many branching paths. But he passed 

 them all, and at last, one of the largest grizzlies I have 



