American Big Game in its Haunts 



her a quartering shot behind the shoulders. She 

 half fell, and bit for the wound, and as she slowly 

 started for the woods I gave her another shot 

 which rolled her over. This bear proved to be a 

 female, the first we had shot upon the mainland, 

 probably the mate of the bear we had originally 

 attempted to stalk. The skin, although small, was 

 the most beautiful I have ever killed. 



Upon examining the internal effects of my shots, 

 I was disappointed to find that my first bullet, on 

 coming in contact with one of the ribs, had torn 

 away from the metal jacket and had expanded to 

 such an extent that it lost greatly in penetration. 

 I had of late been forced to the conclusion that the 

 small-bore rifle I was using on such heavy game 

 lacked the stopping force I had credited it with, 

 and that the bullets were not of sufficient weight. 



The next morning I sent our men to the main 

 camp for provisions, for we now intended to give 

 this marsh a rest, and go to the head of the bay. 

 They returned that evening, and reported that they 

 had seen a bear on the mountain side; they had 

 stalked to within close range, and had made an 

 easy kill. They had but one rifle with them, and 

 had taken turns, Ivan having the first shot, while 

 Nikolai finished the bear off. This skin was a 

 beautiful one, of light yellowish color, and al- 



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