Nights with the Grizzlies 
and worms and carrion, and wallowing in 
mud and filth, and he resembles in apparent 
stupidity and habits the lowest type of animal 
—the hog. Yet those well acquainted with his 
characteristics will, I think, agree with me 
that in intelligence and perhaps even in in- 
tellect he is not many grades in the process 
of evolution below man. 
About the middle of July, 1885, word 
reached me that there was considerable sign 
of bear “rooting” on some high mountain 
plateaus not many days’ travel by pack-train 
from my ranch. Taking a pack outfit, in- 
cluding my fur-lined sleeping-bag, a good 
mountain man, and a lad of fifteen to take 
care of camp and the horses, and enough 
grub for a few days, we reached the locality, 
after a hard climb, about noon on the 18th 
of July. We made camp at about 8500 feet 
elevation on the head of one of the forks 
of Four Bear Creek, having to pack wood up 
from below for making coffee. 
We struck out after lunch up the gulch, and 
after going a few miles discovered a grizzly 
rooting among the rocks well up to its head, 
near the summit of the range, which is here 
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