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fore foot to bleed him— then he jumped up and started down the canyon, I 

 holding on with all my might, and for about a hundred feet on the slope 

 there was a mixed up mess of deer and man, each on top by turns. How- 

 ever, I finally triumphed, and had venison for supper ; but ever after that I 

 made sure that the game was dead before venturing too near. 



On Thanksgiving Day, 1878, my brothers Reed and Grotius and I went 

 hunting up the canyon; and espying an eagle, we followed it and, after a 

 hard climb and lots of work, succeeded in killing it. His tip feathers meas- 

 ured nearly twenty-four inches, and the total spread of wings was ten feet 

 three inches.* We left the body where we killed it, for it was too heavy to 

 carry home. The place was the mountain wall on eastern side of Punch- 

 bowl canyon, a branch of Millard canyon which comes in from the north, 

 half a mile above Millard Falls. 



A PASADENA GRIZZLY BEAR. 



During the winter of 1879 80, bears kept robbing our bee stands, a lot 

 of which we had in the opening now called Klms's Canyon. One night in 

 January or February I had a howling toothache and couldn't sleep, so I told 

 the boys I would go over to the apiary and "kill a bear for them." They 

 were too sleepy to go. Before I got started of course the tooth stopped 

 aching ; but I wouldn't back out then. So I took my old Sharp's musket — 

 50-70, single shot, and went. About 2 o'clock in the morning, just as the 

 moon was going out of sight, I heard a noise among the bees and started 

 out to investigate. Creeping slowly and cautiously along and peering right 

 and left among the hives, I finally espied a bear beyond one of the tall 

 hives — and he wasn't a baby, either. I took aim and fired, and over he 

 tumbled — but was up again in a second, hitting his right shoulder where 

 the bullet had entered vigorously with his left paw ; and he gave one of the 

 most terrific barks or grunts I ever heard : it was like the rage and fury 

 noise of a mad hog and dog combined. Then he spied me, reared on his 

 hind legs and came toward me. I fired again, this time hitting him in the 

 left hip. He turned, started off, went about 125 yards and fell dead. The 

 first shot had passed through his lungs and liver. I didn't find him till 

 morning. Then four of us carried him up to the road, loaded him into a 

 wagon and drove down to Pasadena. In a few moments it seemed as if the 

 whole population of Pasadena was gathered at Williams's store to see the 

 bear ; and the public school opposite the store was dismissed so the children 

 could have a chance to see it. The animal measured 7 feet 10 inches from 

 tip to tip, but only weighed about 500 pounds, for he was very poor — almost 

 nothing but skin and bones. Some men fancy they could face a bear and 

 be perfectly calm ; but with a big grizzly within less than thirty feet, coming 



*This was not an eagle, but a California condor, the largest bird known in North America No 

 eagle reaches that dimension. And Reed Giddings tells me that he remembers they were puzzled to 

 tell what kind of an eagle it was, but finally concluded that it was a " bald eagle." They didn't know 

 about the condor, and it was perfectly natural that they should think it an eagle of some sort. 



