SWIMMING WITH A BEAR. 59 



breast, with the bear erect, strike and 

 strike and strike to try to reach his heart 

 before his left hand is eaten off to the el 

 bow! 



We have five kinds of bears in the Sier 

 ras. The "boxer," the "biter/' the "hug 

 ger," are the most conspicuous. The other 

 two are a sort of "all round" rough and 

 tumble style of fighters. 



The grizzly is the boxer. A game old 

 beast he is, too, and would knock down all 

 the John L. Sullivans you could put in the 

 Sierras faster than you could set them up. 

 He is a kingly old fellow and disdains fa 

 miliarity. Whatever may be said to the 

 contrary, he never "hugs" if he has room 

 to box. In some desperate cases he has 

 been known to bite, but ordinarily he obeys 

 "the rules of the ring." 



The cinnamon bear is a lazy brown 

 brute, about one-half the size of the grizzly. 

 He always insists on being very familiar, 

 if not affectionate. This is the "hugger." 



Next in order comes the big, sleek, black 



