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either during the evening before or some time in the night. 

 I knew this because the snow that had been displaced by 

 him had frozen later and the tracks had not thawed out 

 any, as (the day before having been warm) they would 

 have done had they been made then. I judged the bear 

 had from six to twelve hours the start of me. But this 

 did not discourage me, for I knew that he would spend 

 many of them in digging for food, if he found a promising 

 lead. 



Near the point where I found his trail he had dug for 

 a gopher, but after getting down some two feet he had 

 struck a rock and had given it up. From there he had 

 travelled along the side of the mountain, stopping to ex- 

 amine all the small bunches of bushes and loose rocks for 

 marmots. Here and there he had turned over a rock, but 

 as there was little likelihood of finding any grubs or worms 

 at this time of the year he only stopped to explore the dens 

 of the gophers. For several hours he had moved along 

 slowly, as I could tell from the fact that his steps were 

 rather short and that every little while he had stopped 

 and stood still, presumably for several minutes. 



Twice he had made a detour up the side of the moun- 

 tain and had then trailed back for half a mile to a point 

 where he could sniff the wind and obtain a view of the 

 country he had passed through. Then, on the latter of 

 these occasions, he had made himself a bed in some 

 bushes and had slept for several hours, as shown by the 

 snow that had been melted from the heat of his body. 



After his nap the bear returned by the trail he had 

 made, walking along back to where he had turned off to 

 make the detour. This they sometimes do, but not often, 



