AT GORDON'S CAMP 29 



uary 23, for of course the snow had been cleared 

 away in order to get the bear out. It looked like a 

 comfortable place down inside a round cave 

 like a bowl, with a soft ten-inch bed of dry birch 

 and maple leaves, mixed with a few pine-needles, 

 covering the floor. Beneath this dry bedding were 

 two or three inches of damp mouldy vegetation, 

 showing that this winter home had been used for 

 several seasons. With the exception of one small 

 birch tree just behind the dead pine, there were no 

 other hardwood trees in sight that could have fur- 

 nished the material for the nest. Bruno's mother 

 must have brought her bedding from quite a dis- 

 tance. 



The cook stood close beside the open doorway, 

 and I took my first picture. That it was intensely 

 cold that morning can be seen by the white frost 

 that covers his beard and moustache. The photo- 

 graph was taken from the logging road. In order 

 to clear the way for this road, a number of trees 

 had been felled within a few feet of the den ap- 

 parently without in the least disturbing the hiber- 

 nating bear. The newly cut end of a cedar stick 

 can be seen just to the right, above the entrance. 



As we walked back to camp, the cook told me 

 that as yet his baby girl had not been named. His 

 wife wanted to get a suitable name, something 

 that would suggest to her daughter when she grew 



