have told that it was widened at one 

 end, but the hunter's eye did, and 

 following, he looked for and found 

 another, then smaller signs, and he 

 knew that a big Bear and two little 

 ones had passed and were still close 

 at hand, for the grass in the marks 

 was yet unbending. Lan rode his 

 hunting pony on the trail. It sniffed 

 and stepped nervously, for it knew as 

 well as the rider that a Grizzly family 

 was near. They came to a terrace 

 leading to an open upland. Twenty 

 feet on this side of it Lan slipped to 

 the ground, dropped the reins, the well- 

 known sign to the pony that he must 

 stand at that spot, then cocked his rifle 

 and climbed the bank. At the top he 

 went with yet greater caution, and soon 

 saw an old Grizzly with her two cubs. 

 She was lying down some fifty yards 

 away and afforded a poor shot ; he fired 



