116 WATCHED BY WILD ANIMALS 
with feet shod in hoofs or in claws and pads. 
One of the meetings of two grizzlies which I 
witnessed was on this ridge trail.. A steady 
rain was falling. Each saw the other coming 
in the distance and each gave the right-of-way 
as though accidentally, by showing interest in 
fallen logs and boulder piles away from the 
trail. Each ludicrously pretending not to see 
the other, finally a passing was achieved, the 
trail regained without a salute. 
A meeting of two other grizzlies revealed a 
different though a common form. Each saw 
the other coming but each held to the trail. 
At less than a length apart both rose and roared 
—feigned surprise—and soundly blamed the 
other for the narrowly averted and well-nigh 
terrible collision. But no delay for the last word. 
Each well pleased with the meeting hastened 
on, too wise to look back. 
One day nothing came along this highway 
and I looked at the tracks in the wide, dusty 
trail. The multitude of tracks in it overlapped 
and overlaid each other, A grizzly track, like 
the footprint of a shoeless primitive man, was 
‘stamped with deer tracks, stitched and threaded 
with mice tails and tracks and scalloped with 
wolf toes. But its individuality was there. 
For three days I had been a bump on a log 
by this place and no big travellers had passed. 
