36 FIFTY YEARS A HUNTER AND TRAPPER. 



a good sized female. She had become fast only a short distance 

 from where the trap was set. I shot and skinned the bear then 

 cut the carcass into quarters, bent down a sapling and hung a 

 quarter of the bear on this. With a forked pole I raised the 

 sapling up until the meat was out of the way of small animals 

 that might happen along. 



After hanging up three of the quarters in this manner, leav- 

 ing one to take to camp, I took the lungs and liver and put them 

 in the bait pen. The bait had, all been eaten and I was quite sure 

 it had been done after the bear was caught, as a bear immediately 

 loses its appetite after placing its foot in a good, strong trap. I 

 really expected to find another bear in one of the other traps as 

 they were not far away, but the other traps were undisturbed. 



The next morning I thought I would take some bait from 

 camp and bait the trap where I had put the offals from the bear, 

 fearing that should a bear come along it might not eat the bait 

 that was in the pen. .You may imagine my surprise when I came 

 in sight of the trap to see another bear fast in the trap. 



After killing the bear I removed the entrails and started to 

 carry the bear to camp. It was a cub and I could carry it without 

 cutting it in parts. I was just about to start for camp when I 

 decided I would go to the other traps. If I was surprised at see- 

 ing the first cub, I was doubly so, for there was another cub 

 tangled up in the trap. Do you think I felt gay? Well, that was 

 no name for it. 



I shot this cub and without waiting to dress it I took a lively 

 gait to the other trap to see if there were any more bears but 

 there was nothing there. The last two bears, I think were the 

 cubs of the old bear that I had caught the night before. I spent 

 the' entire day getting the bears to camp. I did not get any more 

 bear for some time although I had an opportunity to learn a whole 

 lot about them. 



Some days after I got the old bear and the cubs, I found 

 the bait pen in one of the traps torn down by a bear, which had 

 taken the bait and had not sprung the trap. Right here I will say 

 that I learned a great deal more about the habits of Bruin. After 

 rinding the bait gone I thought that all I would have to do was 



