Big Game in the Rockies 
and companion of all my hunting trips, Taz- 
well Woody, a grizzled veteran of the moun- 
tains, who once long ago claimed Missouri as 
his home. From the ranch to the mountains 
is a comparatively short trip, for one day’s 
travel to the westward would place you well 
up on their slopes. 
Let me say of this portion of the range 
that it is the most rugged, broken, and pre- 
cipitous of its whole extent, and the charm of 
overcoming its apparent inaccessibility can 
only be appreciated by one who has toiled 
and sweated in surmounting the difficulties of 
mountain travel from a pure love of nature in 
its wildest and grandest form. 
Experience having taught me long ago 
that it was well nigh impossible to get good 
specimens of all the different varieties of big 
game on any one trip, I made up my mind 
to devote a certain amount of time each year 
to one variety. By this means their habits 
could be studied more closely, and the main 
point never lost sight of. In a short paper 
like this I may best take up the chief of these 
varieties one by one, and, without regard to 
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