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BURIED BY A COUGAR. 



1 1 was a warm day and 1 had been hunt- 

 ing unsuccessfully since early morning. 

 Toward the middle of the afternoon 1 be- 

 gan to pine for rest and a pipe. In a little 

 glade in the forest I had a comfortable 

 smoke and then, pulling my . hat ov£r my 

 face, I stretched out on the dry leaves for 

 a nap. 



It could not have been more than an hour 

 before I awoke, but my first impression was 

 that night had fallen, for 1 was in absolute 

 darkness. My movements caused a great 

 rustling and not until I rose to a sitting 

 posture did my head emerge from the heap 

 of leaves with which I had been covered. 

 After finding my gun and pipe I sat down 

 to think the business over. I finally con- 

 cluded I had been cached for future use by 

 some animal, and I determined to see the 

 adventure through. 



I piled sticks and brush into a heap about 

 the size of a man and covered them with 

 the leaves. Then I shinned a tree close by 

 and, sitting astride a branch, made sure 

 there was nothing wrong with the action 

 of my Savage.. 



It was just as well that I awoke when I 

 did, for I had been but a short time in the 

 tree when a large female cougar appeared, 

 followed by 2 half grown kittens. Going 

 straight to the pile of leaves, she circled it 

 several times, crouching and apparently se- 

 lecting a good olace to spring from. When 

 she made the leap she went through the air 

 like a flash, scattering the leaves in a whirl- 

 wind and scratching and snarling. When 

 she had cleared the ground without finding 

 what she wanted, she did not stop to dis- 

 play disappointment. Instead she cast 

 about, struck my scent and came direct to 

 my tree. 



Seeing me sitting there, awake and gun 

 in hand, her courage failed or perhaps her 

 cunning taught her better. Feeling sure I 

 had her, any way, I waited to see what she 

 would do. After a moment's pause she 

 began climbing a tree a few yards from 

 mine, evidently intending to get above me 

 and bring me down with a flving leap. 

 Whatever was her idea, I did not wait to 

 see its development, but at the first chance 

 put a bullet through her jaw and chest that 

 stopped her climbing, for good. 



Alwin Frache, Waneta, B. C. 



I have had practical exneiience with 

 many standard shot guns, and consider the 

 latest model Ithaca, with its extra thick 

 breech, skeleton concaved ribs, reinforced 

 frame, new stock fastening and new cross 

 rib bolt by far the best in all around good 

 qualities. I advise any prospective pur- 

 chaser to examine one of these improved 

 guns before buying another make. 



M. Byram, M,X>., Richmond, Mo. 



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