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l>oet ever described a situation more accurately than did 

 Coleridge describe this one when he wrote: 



" Like one that on a lonesome road 

 Doth walk in fear and dread, 

 And havins^ once turned round, walks on 

 And turns no more his head, 

 Because he knows a frightful fiend 

 Doth close behind him tread." 



This Congar acted in the same manner as did the one 

 whicli attacked Miss Campbell, following Harmon right into 

 the camp, a distance of two miles, and succeeded in tearing 

 most of his clothing off before he reached shelter. When 

 Harmon arrived at the camp, the Cougar crouched near the 

 door until it was shot. 



Mr. Cathcart, of Snohomish, Washington, was also at- 

 tacked by a Cougar in daylight. He was returning from a 

 visit to a neighbor, and was a short distance from his own 

 residence, when a Cougar sprung out of the place where he 

 had been concealed in a dense thicket, and attempted to 

 strike him down, but luckily missed him, and landed in the 

 path at his feet. With a large cane that he held in his hand, 

 he made such a determined fight for his life that he held the 

 Cougar at bay, at the same time lustily calling for help. 

 His faithful dog heard him and came to the rescue, and 

 none too soon, for Cathcart was almost exhausted with his 

 battle with the animal. On the appearance of the dog, the 

 Cougar took to a tree, and was afterward shot. 



A Cougar also attacked Mr. John Potter, of Brownsville, 

 British Columbia, while he was riding along the road, on a 

 journey to New Westminster. Without any warning, it 

 sprung on his horse's neck. The horse reared, and threw his 

 rider, also the Cougar, and when they scrambled to their 

 feet, the man and Cougar stared intently at each other, 

 until the Cougar with one leap disappeared into the bushes 

 at the side of the road. 



The Cougars that attacked Miss Campbell and Mr. Har- 

 mon were both females. Some old hunters that I have con- 



