348 DAN BEARD'S ANIMAL BOOK 



A SCREAM. 



The sound of the scream was a great comfort 

 to the lone traveler; for grandfather was unarmed, 

 and he feared it was a hostile Indian whose foot- 

 steps he had heard, but he knew panthers and pre- 

 ferred their company to that of Indians, so mak- 

 ing himself comfortable he fell asleep and did not 

 awaken until the sun was shining through the hole 

 he had torn in the roof. 



On the train between Slocan and Sandon I met 

 Alex McLeod of Answorth, B. C., a prospector, 

 and the hero of many adventures. His arms and 

 neck bear 



THE SCARS OF A GRIZZLY'S TEETH 



received one day 

 when he thought 

 he could knock a 

 grizzly out with a 

 prospector's pick. 

 It is needless to 

 say that he failed 

 in this attempt 

 and only escaped 

 death by playing 



DEAD MOUNTAIN LION. V)OSSUm. 



He bought a new pick, but he now carries a 

 gun on his trips and this has proved a friend in 

 need. Not long since McLeod and his "pard," 

 a man named Smith, went fishing at Coffee Creek. 

 Smith was armed with a trout rod and was some 



