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mountain, bawlin' and bellerin' like two mad bulls. Did 

 you ever shoot a b'ar and have it roll down a hill, and 

 holler? Yes? Well we started down after 'em. I re- 

 marked to Mr. Phillips that they were very tuneful gents, 

 thinking probably he hadn't noticed it; but he was al- 

 ready laughin' fit to kill, and came near rolling down on 

 the Duke. 



" Finally John M. handed the Duke two more .405 

 soft-nosed pills, and that settled him. Then we started 

 in to look for Blucher, — and a very dangerous thing to 

 do; for by that time it was getting dark, and even in day- 

 light, tracking up a wounded grizzly ain't none too safe. 

 But we couldn't do any good at it, so we lit out for camp 

 and got in about ten o'clock." 



*' Did you get Blucher the next day? " 



" No, we never did get him. It rained all that night, 

 and about daylight a big snow-storm came on, and we 

 couldn't track Blucher, nor flush him a little bit." 



THE HORROR OF THE ROCKS 



" I think," said I, once when there was a silence that 

 needed breaking, " I'll tell you a joke on Charlie." 



Charlie Smith looked at me quick and hard, quite 

 mystified. 



" Just before we left Goat Pass, Charlie and I once 

 stopped to rest on the steep side of Bird Mountain, about 

 half-way up. It was really very steep, and if a tenderfoot 

 had once got well started to rolling, he would have 

 bowled down about a quarter of a mile without stopping. 



