50 Hunting the Grizzly 



The snow had not left the winding trail which 

 we had to follow, and it frequently happened 

 that, in the carrying of our pack, the guide 

 went down into a snow-bank up to his waist 

 before he could extricate himself. 



On this portage we met an old hunter and 

 trapper on his way to set steel traps for bear. 

 On his back he carried a sack filled with cari- 

 bou meat which he intended as bait for the 

 traps. He was an old timer in his trade from 

 Wyoming, having been driven out of the 

 States by the stringent laws — and as he ex- 

 pressed it, " By laws made by men who did 

 not know the difference between marten and 

 martin; when the Wyoming law was passed, 

 prohibiting the trapping of marten, the leg- 

 islator who framed it thinking that the Act 

 as passed prohibited the trapping of birds." 



The following day the " honk, honk, honk " 

 of Canadian geese startled the camp from its 

 slumbers at break of day. A rubbing of eyes 

 followed and a peeping from the tent 

 disclosed a flock of geese close to our Peter- 

 boro canoe, engaged in a careful examina- 

 tion with the evident intent of ascertaining 



