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Ashcroft. It was a black tailed doe with a nearly 

 full-grown fawn. They were feeding in a valley, and 

 hearing us coming they ran across the road and up the 

 side of a steep mountain. 



One of our party dreamed of bear, talked of bear, 

 and was really bear crazy. When we arose on Tues- 

 day morning at u Eighty-three-mile House," he walked 

 over to the barn, and soon came back panting for 

 breath. He had just seen a black bear walking past 

 the barn. 



"Where's my gun? Oh, not my gun my rifle!" 

 he said. The landlord, seeing the agitation that he 

 was in, asked him what was the matter, and when he 

 told him about the big, ambling bear that he had seen, 

 the landlord simply smiled and said : 



"I own a large Newfoundland dog, and he often 

 goes to the barn." 



Our portly doctor thereupon looked chopfallen and 

 said nothing more about the bear. 



We passed a somewhat notable caravan near " One- 

 hundred-mile House." There were eight horses pulling 

 two prairie schooners. Two of the horses had colts, 

 which ran alongside their mothers. The drivers were 

 Indians, and at the rear was a young squaw riding 

 astride on a pony. Strapped to her back was a cradle 

 covered with an old shawl. In the cradle was a papoose, 

 and when it cried the mother gently shook her back, 

 which rocked the baby with a rotary motion from side 



