morning the big ram led the way slowly to the 

 west on the northern slope of Long's Peak, a 

 little above timber-line. 



During the morning a grizzly came lumber- 

 ing up the slope, and as I thought he would 

 probably intercept the sheep, I awaited the 

 next scene with- intense interest. The bear 

 showed no interest in the sheep, which, in turn, 

 were not alarmed by his approach. Within a 

 few yards of the flock he concluded to dig out a 

 fat woodchuck. The sheep, full of curiosity, 

 crowded near to watch this performance, — 

 evidently too near to suit Mr. Grizzly, who 

 presently caused a lively scattering with a 

 Woof! and a charge. The bear returned to his 

 digging, and the sheep proceeded quietly on 

 their way. 



The flock went down into Glacier Gorge, 

 then out on the opposite side, climbing to the 

 summit of the Continental Divide. The fol- 

 lowing day another flock united with it; and 

 just at nightfall another, composed entirely of 

 ewes and lambs, was seen approaching. At day- 

 light the following morning the Battle Moun- 



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