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River. I knew he must fall in a short time; so, as he 

 was going towards camp, I walked along behind. I 

 was not moving fast, but within a very short time I had 

 diminished the distance between us to fifteen yards, 

 when the great animal wheeled like a flash and with 

 hair standing on end made straight for me. After two 

 shots more he finally fell within ten yards from where 

 I stood. When measured, the spread of his antlers 

 proved to be only sixty inches, but I was well satisfied 

 with a fine day's sport. 



"The rest of my time in the Kenai Peninsula was 

 now spent in a vain attempt to secure a brown bear. 

 Although I saw some sign of them, I was unable actually 

 to come up with any. After I had left our main camp 

 in search of bear, Collins one day visited the carcass of 

 the moose I had last killed. By that time considerable 

 snow had fallen, and he said that the country in the 

 vicinity was literally covered with bear tracks. There 

 must have been by his account, five or six bears in the 

 immediate neighborhood of the carcass and he was lucky 

 enough to get a fine specimen that had lingered too long 

 over his dinner of moose meat. 



"On October 30th I overtook Scull at the lower end 

 of Kenai Lake and we went into Seward together, Collins 

 and Elting following in the course of the next day or two. 



"It would be unfair to omit stating the fact that our 

 guides and packers were fine fellows, and added very 

 materially to the enjoyment of our never-to-be-forgotten 

 hunt in the Kenai Peninsula." 



