CHAPTER XXII 



AN ENCOUNTER WITH A GRIZZLY 



"Do you know it's fourteen years since we ran 

 buffaloes with the Comanches, and three since we 

 have had a hunt together?" said Quincy Ward to 

 me as we looked out on a lake in the mountains 

 that we both loved. 



"That isn't my fault. I wanted you to go with 

 me last year. You could have got a grizzly if 

 you had gone." 



"That was a hunt for mines and I hadn't lost 

 any, but I've got a chance now for both of us." 



"Where is it and what is it?" 



"In the Rockies, same as yours last year. 

 Gen. Rodney Ward has made up a party, good 

 fellows every one. He's got the most famous old 

 hunter of the plains, the best possible outfit, camp 

 to be run on military lines, and everybody sure of 

 all the game he wants. Will you go?" 



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