Hunting at High Altitudes 



I wanted to get there before they did. I had the 

 wind of them, and went as fast and with as little 

 noise as possible to a point opposite to where I 

 thought they should be intercepted, and there I tied 

 my horse, climbed up the opposite side of the steep 

 bench and cautiously looked around. I soon saw 

 that they were ahead of me, and as there was much 

 brush on the stream below, I began to despair of 

 getting a shot. Going on a hundred yards further, 

 heard a noise which I thought might be made by a 

 bear just over a little rise of ground. Creeping up 

 to the brow of this rise and peering over, I saw 

 a good-sized grizzly coming up the hill toward 

 me. I dropped down on the ground, determined 

 to fire at the first good opportunity. Looking 

 down the hill, I saw behind the first bear another 

 smaller one, and noticed that the old one now and 

 then sat up and called to the cub to hurry it along. 

 Something down the creek had evidently alarmed 

 her. I determined to await her approach where I 

 was, but felt that it was necessary to make a sure 

 shot, as there is always fight in an old bear when 

 her young are in danger. At the moment, I could 

 not sight at her from my position, for she was 

 behind a stump. Presently she started up the hill 

 again in front of me, occasionally nipping off buds 

 as she walked, but always concealed by some ob- 



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