American Big-Game Hunting 
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. 
