IN A STRAIT. 



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ing my absence. In a moment I came to a resolution : the 

 intruder must pay the penalty of his rashness, or I perish 

 in the attempt. What would that matter ? only one more 

 unknown to be added to the thousands whose eyes have 



GRIZZLY BEARS. 



closed in unknown lands, although their mothers pray un- 

 ceasingly for them, and day by day look for their return. 



Reaching the camp, I found my conjectures had been 

 correct : the bear had been there during my absence, turn- 



