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We saw bands of antelope within two hundred 

 yards, but our larder was overflowing and al- 

 ready the use of the camera had develoj)ed hu- 

 manity in me until I couldn't bear to wantonly 

 kill the beautiful creatures. 



It was not until we had turned toward our 

 camp that we found the signs we were seeking 

 and crossed the tracks in the snow of several 

 bears, one of which the half-breed said was the 

 biggest kind of a silver tip. 



"I've come two thousand miles for that grizzly 

 and I've got to have him!" I exclaimed almost 

 fiercely to my half-Indian companion. 



"You get him," was the sententious reply. I 

 had already met grizzlies, and at short range, but 

 the chance to get one had always passed before 

 I had realized that I had it. Now, the man of 

 Indian blood, who knew these wonderful 

 creatures, said that I could get this splendid 

 specimen and I remembered that killing" a grizzly 

 had been my youthful ambition, so long ago that 

 it must have begun in the cradle. 



