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bear and this time was killed. All this was made plain to 

 those who afterward investigated the matter. 



The bear was too badly hurt to go very far. He re- 

 treated a short distance into a deep canyon that was filled 

 with a dense growth of brush, and bounded by perpendicular 

 rock walls on either side. The men who followed him up 

 did not venture into the canyon, but keeping up on the rocks 

 where they could see what was going on below, they sent 

 in two dogs on the track. He was soon routed out of his 

 bed, but put up a good fight, and killed one of the dogs be- 

 fore being shot from above by one of the men. His skin 

 was mounted by a taxidermist and placed on exhibition in 

 Newcastle, Wyoming. Twice, when in Newcastle, I went 

 to see it. He stood erect upon his hind feet, his fore paws 

 resting on a pole, the top of his head being about seven 

 feet from the floor. He surely was a big fellow. He was 

 of the variety of the grizzly bear known as the silvertip. 

 His weight I could not exactly ascertain, but it was some- 

 where between 900 and 1000 pounds. 



