come separated and lost from even the most watch- 

 ful of mothers. This little cub was so thin and weak 

 that he must have been lost for some days. In the 

 woods a trace of snow that had fallen a day or two 

 before still lingered. This enabled me to back- 

 track the cub to where he had probably spent a 

 part of the night, about a quarter of a mile up 

 stream from the pond. His tracks showed that he 

 had wandered much. 



If I left the cub in the woods it appeared im- 

 probable that his mother would find him before he 

 starved, and it was unlikely that I should find her, 

 even though I continued the dangerous business of 

 searching for her. I caught the cub without effort, 

 and, after a few feeble attempts to scratch and 

 bite me, he calmed down, licked my hand, and then 

 began to suck a raisin which I handed him from 

 my pocket. He was a tiny little fellow and could 

 not have weighed more than nine or ten pounds. I 

 carried him to the nearest ranch. The children 

 were glad to have him, and a letter from them some 

 months afterwards told me that "Maverick" was 

 happy in his new home. 



From a tree-top perch I once had a good glimpse 

 of bear life, as a mother grizzly with two young 

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