jl8 FIFTY YEARS A HUNTER AND TRAPPER. 



ground and could not rise. I hurried up and fired a shot through 

 his head which soon quieted him. Mart was soon on the scene 

 and after a little rejoicing we soon had his hide off, and cutting 

 the fore parts off and hanging them in a tree to be brought out 

 the next day. Mart took the saddles and I the skin and started 

 for camp, which we reached shortly before dark, and as we had 

 prepared things for supper before leaving in the morning, supper 

 was soon ready which consisted of buckwheat cakes, wild honey, 

 baked potatoes, bacon, bear steak and tea. Dear readers, do not 

 tell Mart, but I think that he took a hot toddy after talking the 

 hunt over and over. Again, we laid down to rest our weary 

 selves and dream of the hunt which may never come. 



