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to dissipate before the grizzlies came out. I found, how- 

 ever, that there were so many black bears in this neighbor- 

 hood that I was frequently obliged to show myself in 

 order to frighten them from the trail, and protect my appa- 

 ratus from their mischievous curiosity. 



The first grizzly came down the trail about sundown. 

 He acted much as those at the canon had, and like them, 

 he detected the wire before he touched it. He nosed along 

 it inquisitively, and then in a rash moment tried to claw it, 

 when, of course, there was a flash, and he actually turned 

 a complete somersault and disappeared up the trail at such 

 speed that, as I discovered the next day, he fairly tore up 

 the earth as he went. 



Somewhat to my surprise my next visitors proved to 

 be the three grizzlies that had sprung my flash at the 

 canon. I recognized them easily by the markings on the 

 shoulder and neck of one of them. I may say here in pass- 

 ing, if it surprises any one to speak of recognizing a bear 

 previously encountered, that there is to the full as much 

 individuality in bears as in people^ and that it is perfectly 

 easy for me to recognize a grizzly once seen and closely ex- 

 amined, and under such circumstances as I am here de- 

 scribing I could tell a newcomer the moment he came into 

 sight on the trail. 



These three bears came up to the spot where the wire 

 was stretched, took one good sniff, and appearing to recog- 

 nize it as the same outfit with which they already had had 

 experience, turned unconcernedly to their right and passed 

 by on the other side. 



Just before dark a she grizzly and two cubs made 

 their appearance, but just as they arrived at the fork of 



