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operated on. Inch by inch we crept up with 

 our rifles at full-cock stuck out ahead of us 

 until they gently touched the inanimate mass. 

 It was all right, for the bear was stone-dead. 

 Hastily feeling in the dark, as neatly as pos- 

 sible the necessary operations were nearly 

 concluded when simultaneously we both 

 dropped our knives and made for the open. 

 . . . It makes me perspire even now when 

 I think of that midnight stampede from an 

 enraged and wounded grizzly. 



Archibald Rogers. 



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