A FORAGING BEAR 



consequently a bear of this temperament had rather 

 a good time, a better time than the tourists, especially 

 if the latter happened to be at all timid. 



It was not long before I found that Dick's 

 information was correct. We made all our own 

 gear as secure as possible, then turned in and went 

 to sleep. Soon, however, we awoke with unpleasant 

 suddenness. From a tent about a hundred yards 

 away across the road a man was shouting frenziedly. 

 At first I thought the big bear must actually have 

 seized him ; but when we ran up we found that 

 nothing half so romantic or tragic had occurred. True, 

 the animal had pushed his way almost into the tent, 

 but a seven-pound tin of lard had served to distract 

 his attention, and he had walked off quietly with that. 

 In the morning we found the tin perfectly empty 

 and beautifully clean. 



A motor-launch runs on the Yellowstone Lake, 

 and as it was making a trip across to the eastern shore 

 I decided to go with it. Our party consisted of three. 

 On the Pelican Island I saw a number of the birds, 

 but unfortunately the young were almost ready to 

 fly, and took to the water at the first alarm. Still, I 

 obtained a picture of them swimming in the lake. A 

 little farther on I saw some moose, but they were a 

 long way off, and made for cover as soon as they 

 noticed the launch. I also had a gHmpse of some 

 elk in the distance. 



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