64 HUNTING THE GRISLY. 



inch track had killed and partly eaten him. 

 Last night another one came, one that made 

 an 8 1-2 inch track, and broke Yancy up in 

 the milk business. You know how the cabins 

 stand here. There is a hitching post between 

 the saloon and old house, the little bear was 

 killed there. In a creek close by was a milk 

 house, last night another bear came there and 

 smashed the whole thing up, leaving nothing 

 but a few flattened buckets and pans and 

 boards. I was sleeping in the old cabin, I 

 heard the tin ware rattle but thought it was 

 all right supposed it was cows or horses about. 

 I don't care about the milk but the damn cuss 

 dug up the remains of the cub I had buried 

 in the old ditch, he visited the old meat house 

 but found nothing. Bear are very thick in 

 this part of the Park, and are getting very 

 fresh. I sent in the game to Capt. Ander- 

 son, hear its doing well." 



Grislies are fond of fish ; and on the 

 Pacific slope, where the salmon run, they, like 

 so many other beasts, travel many scores of 

 miles and crowd down to the rivers to gorge 

 themselves upon the fish which are thrown up 

 on the banks. Wading into the water a bear 

 will knock out the salmon right and left when 

 they are running thick. 



Flesh and fish do not constitute the grisly's 

 ordinary diet. At most times the big bear is 

 a grubber in the ground, an eater of insects, 

 roots, nuts, and berries. Its dangerous fore- 

 claws are normally used to overturn stones 

 and knock rotten logs to pieces, that it may 



