Hunting at High Altitudes 



the bear, and there awaited Catlin's return. 

 When he came he reported a band of antelope and 

 one of elk, but too far off to be reached that day. 



The next day we moved down to Martin & 

 Myer's camp, at the forks of Twenty-five Yard 

 Creek, on Shield's River, and about twenty miles 

 from the mouth of the river where it enters the 

 Yellowstone River. The next day Catlin went 

 down for grain for the horses, and I reconnoitered 

 as far as the foot of the Crazy Mountains to 

 select a permanent camp. These foothills were 

 understood to be one of the best points in Montana 

 for bear. They are not high and are quite broken. 

 There are good camping places. 



Catlin returned the following day, and on April 

 12 we started for the foot of the Crazy Mountains 

 to establish a camp. I told Catlin the direction in 

 which I wished to go, and riding off to one side 

 before long found first one elk and then four 

 others, at which I fired a few shots; but the dis- 

 tance was great, and I did no damage. Not long 

 afterward I met Catlin coming back in search of 

 something that had dropped off the pack. He had 

 seen something go over the ridge which he sup- 

 posed was a mounted Indian. I suggested that 

 the object was an antelope or an elk, but he was 

 somewhat alarmed. After a circuit of three- 



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