Hunting at High Altitudes 



passed the wounded bear in some thicket. It is 

 certainly true that, after passing the place where 

 the bear had spent the night, the signs of blood 

 began to disappear. At any rate, we did not find 

 the wounded bear, and returned to camp after 

 having spent half a day in a fruitless search. 



Four years after this incident, in July, 1885, I 

 killed on the head of one of the forks of Four 

 Bear Creek a large grizzly that in size, form and 

 ferocity was the counterpart of the bear which 

 Corey and I had followed. I was alone. At the 

 first shot the bear rushed at me, crossed a deep 

 ravine and was within a few jumps, when a second 

 shot shattered the socket joint of his right shoulder 

 so that he turned to his left and disappeared under 

 a bluff. I followed rapidly, and as he turned and 

 charged me, I gave him a final shot, which crushed 

 the neck bone. 



On skinning that bear two bullets of 200 grains 

 weight, as if shot from a Winchester .44 caliber, 

 were found buried in the fleshy part of its shoulder 

 and neck, and besides these were found the frag- 

 ments of a .45 caliber bullet, exactly similar to the 

 express bullets that I used in 1881. This ball lay 

 in the muscles of the neck and shoulder. The two 

 localities are only about seventy miles apart, a dis- 

 tance not outside the range of the grizzly bear. I 



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