CHAPTER XIII 



"IT NEVER RAINS BUT IT POURS" 



"For raging winds blow up incessant showers, and 

 when the rage allays, the rain begins." 



AGAINST the wind, now blowing a gale 

 directly in our faces, we led the horse 

 and Billie. We were passing through the 

 piece of timber described in the chapter re- 

 lating of the killing of the bear. We had 

 gone perhaps a half mile when, coming to an 

 open place, we had an unobstructed view of 

 the river bed for a long distance. Some large 

 animal of a reddish brown color, which we 

 took for a cow, was seen off in the distance. 

 It was walking in our direction and with the 

 wind. It stopped and turned broadside to us 

 and then turned completely around. We now 

 made it out to be a very large female grizzly 

 bear, and she was soon joined by two silver 

 tip yearling cubs. 



Having within the hour finished skinning 

 one bear, and now seeing three in a bunch, we 

 could not help feeling jubilant. We also felt 



