Shooting a Grizzly 



the coffee-pot, flattened out as if a steam-roller had 

 run over it. The bear had bled a great deal, so it was 

 not difficult to keep on his trail. I fully expected to find 

 him dead at any moment. We followed him up the 

 mountain clear to snow-line. When he struck the snow 

 he evidently kept right on going. As it was four in the 

 afternoon, we had to give it up and return to camp. 

 After another painful night we saddled up and started 

 down the canyon for Vernal. 



It was about one hundred miles away. We were on the 

 trail two nights and three days. 



The surgeon in Vernal pulled out the stitches and 

 said it was a good job. 



Nova Scotia bears can climb trees. I often think it's 

 a wise provision of Providence that they do not combine 

 with this talent the disposition of the Rocky Mountain 

 grizzly. 



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