Jones on Cougars 



one hundred yards the cougar climbed a tree, and 

 the dogs saw the performance. Taking a forked 

 stick, Jones mounted up to the cougar, caught it 

 under the jaw with the stick, and pushed it out. 

 There was a fight, a scramble, and the cougar dashed 

 off to run up another tree. In this manner, he soon 

 trained his hounds to the pink of perfection. 



Jones discovered, while in the park, that the 

 cougar is king of all the beasts of North America. 

 Even a grizzly dashed away in great haste when a 

 cougar made his appearance. At the road camp, 

 near Mt. Washburn, during the fall of 1904, the 

 bears, grizzlies and others, were always hanging 

 round the cook tent. There were cougars also, and 

 almost every evening, about dust&amp;gt;, a big fellow would 

 come parading past the tent. The bears would grunt 

 furiously and scamper in every direction. It was 

 easy to tell when a cougar was in the neighborhood, 

 by the peculiar grunts and snorts of the bears, and 

 the sharp, distinct, alarmed yelps of coyotes. A lion 

 would just as lief kill a coyote as any other animal, 

 and he would devour it, too. As to the fighting of 

 cougars and grizzlies, that was a mooted question, 

 with the credit on the side of the former. 



The story of the doings of cougars, as told in the 

 snow, was intensely fascinating and tragical. How 

 they stalked deer and elk, crept to within springing 



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