A GRIZZLY AT CLOSE RANGE. 



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from side to side. Another well aimed shot 

 brought his nose to the ground, and after 

 a few kicks he lay dead before me. 



I had fired not less than 8 shots at him, 

 and we found on taking off his hide that 6 

 of them had t ken effect. 



When the fusillade began the bear was 

 about 60 or 75 yards from me, and as above 

 stated not more than 30 feet when he fell. 



On hearino- the shooting old Charlie at 

 once made for the scene of battle, arriving 

 there just in time to see its close. His first 

 remark, as h' came up breathlc behind 



me was, "By feller, you closed your 



contract just in time. Another jump or 

 2 and you would have had to pull your 

 knife on him." 



The humor of this last remark occurred 

 to me when we began to skin the bear, 

 and it took nearly all my strength to 

 puncture his hide with my knife. I im- 

 agined myself standing up before his high- 

 ness and trying to defend myself with a 



knife which it was nearly impossible to 

 push through his hide when he lay dead on 

 the ground. 



After our lunch of cold griddle cakes, 

 the remains of our breakfast which I had 

 put in the pocket of my hunting coat, we 

 went back after our horses, packed the 

 hide and skull on old Buck and proceeded 

 campward, arriving there just at sundown 

 to receive the congratulations of my friend. 

 Sam. 



My ambition having been thoroughly 

 gratified, we broke camp next morning and 

 returned to Red Lodge, Montana, which 

 we reached after 5^2 days' hard travel over 

 some of the roughest and most desolate 

 country I have ever seen. 



The gun I used in that instance was a 

 .44-40. It was rather light for such an 

 encounter, but it did the work, and is 

 now one of my most highly prized pos- 

 sessions. 



AMATEUR PHOTO BY JOHN BOYD. 



THE YOUNG BOTANIST. 



Enclosed photo is of a mallard drake 

 that was shot while climbing for the clouds, 

 and in falling was impaled on a willow 

 bush. About 8 inches of the bn-h stick 



out of his back. You can imagine how 

 high he was and how hard he must have 

 fallen. H. P., Seattle, Wash. 



Fannie — If you are so positive Harry 

 loves you, why don't yon accept him and 

 get married. 



Jane — He won't ask me. — Detroit 1 

 Press. 



Winner of 45th prize in Recreation's 4th Annual Photo 

 Competition. 



Nellie — Charlie say- I grow more beau- 

 tiful every time he sees me. 



Maude — If that's the case you ought to 

 have him call twice a day. — Chi. 

 News. 



