Old Ephraim, the Grisly Bear 67 



mouths of the inflowing creeks; and he sud 

 denly made a raid on the whitetail deer which 

 were plentiful in the dense cover. The 

 shaggy, clumsy monster was cunning enough 

 to kill several of thes e knowing creatures. 

 The exact course of procedure I never could 

 find out; but apparently the bear lay in wait 

 beside the game trails, along which the deer 

 wandered. 



In the old days when the innumerable bison 

 grazed free on the prairie, the grisly some 

 times harassed their bands as it now does the 

 herds of the ranchman. The bison was the 

 most easily approached of all game, and the 

 great bear could often get near some outlying 

 straggler, in its quest after stray cows, year 

 lings, or calves. In default of a favorable 

 chance to make a prey of one of these weaker 

 members of the herds, it did not hesitate to 

 attack the mighty bulls themselves ; and per 

 haps the grandest sight which it was ever the 

 good fortune of the early hunters to witness 

 was one of these rare battles between a hungry 

 grisly and a powerful buffalo bull. Nowa 

 days, however, the few last survivors of the 

 bison are vanishing even from the inacces 

 sible mountain fastnesses in which they sought 

 a final refuge from their destroyers. 



