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he would have had his curiosity as to its 

 probable conduct more than gratified. 



We tried eating the grizzly's flesh but it 

 was not good, being coarse and not well fla- 

 vored; and besides, we could not get over 

 the feeling that it had belonged to a carrion 

 feeder. The flesh of the little black bear, on 

 the other hand, was excellent ; 4t tasted like 

 that of a young pig. Doubtless, if a young 

 grizzly, which had fed merely upon fruits, 

 berries, and acorns, was killed, its flesh would 

 prove good eating; but even then, it would 

 probably not be equal to a black bear. 



A dav or two after the death of the big 

 bear, we went out one afternoon on horse- 

 back, intending merely to ride down to see 

 a great canyon lying some six miles west of 

 our camp; indeed, we went more to look at 

 the scenery than for any other reason, 

 though, of course, neither of us ever stirred 

 out of camp without his rifle. We rode down 

 the valley in which we had camped, through 

 alternate pine groves and open glades, until 

 .we reached the canyon, and then skirted its 



