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night Bezkya was in a better humour, for obvious 

 reasons; he talked freely and told me how that day he 

 came on a large Blackbear which at once took to a 

 tree. The Indian had his rifle, but thought, "I can 

 kill him, yet I can't stop to skin him or use his meat," 

 so left him in peace. 



This is really a remarkable incident, almost unique. 

 I am glad to believe that I had something to do with 

 causing such unusual forbearance. 



Blackfoot lodge, Calgaiy 



