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found this a slow and difficult manner of proceeding, 

 as he was constantly becoming enangled, by his 

 struggles, among the trees and underbrush. So we 

 unloosed both ropes, and placed two men to each 

 rope, and let one dog keep him going. When he 

 went too fast, we could check him by snubbing the 

 rope around a tree. He started and walked very 

 gently till he reached the creek, which was covered 

 with ice. This was about three-fourths of a mile 

 from the rock where he was captured. We fastened 

 one rope across the creek, which was about three 

 rods wide, keeping the other in our hands, and drove 

 him upon the ice, when he slipped and made several 

 ineffectual attempts to regain his feet. We all went 

 to the other side of the creek and dragged him 

 across. As soon as he gained a footing he sprang up 

 and walked up the hill toward us. We then fastened 

 the ropes in opposite directions to give him no play, 

 and as it was now four o'clock in the afternoon, we 

 determined to let him remain here until we could 

 bring a horse from Morrison's, to take him home. 

 We accordingly cut and placed before him some elk- 

 wood browse, which he ate, and my brother and 

 Maddock went for the horse, leaving my father and 

 myself to watch our prize. They returned at eight 

 o'clock the next morning. We had cut a road 

 through the underbrush about one mile to Big 

 Pine Creek. We now secured him close up to a 

 tree, and placed a large rope about forty feet long, 

 over his horns, down near to his head, and then tied 

 a smaller rope to the upper part of each horn. Wo 



