Memories of a Bear Hunter 



band of a hundred and twenty-five coming toward 

 me, evidently intending to go south around the 

 point of the mountain. This we wished to* prevent. 

 When the elk discovered me, they turned back and 

 bent their course to the northwest. 



Going toward camp, I found a small band of 

 elk, and got within easy rifle shot and shot a 

 young bull with a 102-386 cartridge. He was 

 badly wounded, being shot through the thigh. I 

 then fired at another elk a hundred and fifty yards 

 off and wounded it, and away went the balance to 

 the northwest. The bull was badly wounded, and 

 soon fell, and I went after the wounded one which 

 fell in the brush near our own camp. When I 

 went back to the bull, he was dead. Just then my 

 friend hove in sight, having killed the elk he was 

 after by a second shot. He reported that one of 

 my 386-grain balls with a hole in the point %4 of 

 an inch in diameter, which struck the elk just over 

 the hip to the right of the backbone, passed under 

 the ribs and out of the hollow, and had been 

 stopped by the skin in front. He cut out the ball, 

 which was mushroomed. I do not think that it 

 lost any Weight in splintering, and it evidently had 

 not sufficient velocity to give the best results. This 

 ball was a 4o6-grain bullet, and the hole was three- 

 fourths of an inch deep. After hanging up the 



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