Much to my surprise I could not find 

 Nimrod ; and neither had he been seen 

 since morning, when he had started in 

 the direction of the garbage heap in the 

 woods some quarter of a mile back 

 from the hotel. Anxiously I hurried 

 there, but could see no Nimrod. In- 

 stead I saw the outline of a Grizzly 

 feeding quietly on the hillside. It was 

 very lonely and gruesome. Under 

 other circumstances I certainly would 

 have departed quickly the way I came, 

 but now I must find Nimrod. It was 

 growing dark, and the bear looked a 

 shocking size, as big as a whale. Dear 

 me, perhaps Nimrod was inside Jonah 

 style. Just then I heard a sepulchral 

 whisper from the earth. 



" Keep quiet, don't move, it's the 

 Big Grizzly." 



I looked about for the owner of the 



