After Wapiti in Wyoming 
show signs of fear, but quietly walked off into 
the bushes, with the exception of one bull ac- 
companied by three cows. They were lying 
down, and when I came to them, the cows 
moved off; but the bull stood there, and for a 
few minutes | thought he was going to charge. 
He pawed the ground, shook his head, and 
kept alternately taking a few steps toward 
me, and then backing a little, ripping up the 
soil with his antlers, and breaking the small 
bushes, in token of challenge. I concluded 
to retreat rather than fight, so quietly with- 
drew, leaving him in possession of the field. 
While in camp one day, on Lizard Creek, 
I climbed Wild Cat Mountain, hunting up 
a trail that would lead to the eastward; and 
coming out on the southern point of the moun- 
tain, a magnificent view opened to my gaze. 
On the south, immediately at the foot of this 
mountain, was a park; it was dotted with 
clumps and groves of fine trees, through 
which ran a good-sized stream. The mea- 
dow ran a half-mile to the foot-hills, well 
covered with long grass, which in the sun- 
light, moving with a gentle breeze, rose and 
fell like the billows of the ocean. For miles 
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