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grizzly bear cub which was then but a day 

 old. The Indian had killed the mother, then 

 captured the little one, and sold it for a trifle. 

 The purchaser built a strong cage for the 

 young stranger and had been feeding it upon 

 bread and milk only until we arrived. One 

 of our men had killed a hare, and with the 

 blood dripping from it, some of us thought 

 that we might give it to the cub. We did so 

 and watched the result with lively interest. 

 Although the young grizzly had never seen 

 such a thing in his life, yet his instinct in- 

 stantly advised him what to do, and the savage 

 way in which he tore that hare to pieces, ate 

 the flesh, sucked the blood, crunched the bones, 

 and even ate the skin was an object lesson to 

 us of what a strong and terrible animal a full- 

 grown grizzly bear must be. 



The wife of this man (the owner of the bear 

 cub) was a white woman from Montreal. She 

 seemed to be very lonely so far away from her 

 mother and sister, and listened with intense 

 interest to all that we had to tell her of the 

 doings of the outer world; more particularly 

 so because I had at one time been in her home 

 city and could tell her something about the 

 news from there, and especially of the late 

 visit of the Duke and Duchess of Connaught, 



