BEARS I HAVE MET 



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ENJOYING A "SLIPPERY" 



or her real friends, the guides and cooks of the 

 camps, and Mr. and Mrs. Walker of the Canon 

 Hotel. 



It is hoped that the visitors will take with them 

 some little green thing turnips, apples, or any 

 vegetable which will gladden the heart of the lady 

 bear who trusted man to her sorrow. 



THE BEAR I DID NOT KILL. 



George and I were fishing in the mouth of a 

 glacier stream in the Rocky Mountains, and as we 



