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us' but he had only taken a few steps on of my head, where it left a scar that 

 the tree — which was very shaky with lasted a couple of weeks. But she was 

 the water splashing over it — when he a beauty, and got nicer and more full 

 slipped and lost his balance, and went of fun as she got stronger. She would 

 in to about his waist in the foaming tor- hold her cup of porridge or rice in her 

 rent, on the upper side of the tree. The little paws. Poor Mamie ! One night 

 current was so strong that he could just as we were going to bed she got 

 not extricate himself, and in a few loose and came and sat on a stump near 

 moments went under, losing his rifle the fire. I went up to her too quickly 

 and hat, but, fortunately, managed to in the dim firelight and frightened her, 

 hold on to the limbs and pull himself and she sprang into the dark brush and, 

 out on the lower side, or he would most was never seen more. She was only a 

 likely have been drowned. He injured little wild bear, but we mourned her 

 his knee badly in the water and could loss deeply, as she would have a hard 

 not move, so we crossed part of our time to pull through, 

 camp and stayed with him till his own We now by a strategic movement got 

 outfit came over next day. We found our horses safely across Cadwallader 

 he was a Mr. C, from the States, on a and were on familiar ground again, and 

 shooting trip. We were much pleased at the Bend or Mines met old friends 

 to meet him, but regretted the circum- who gave us a hearty welcome, 

 stances. He had shot two bears, but How delightful is good company and 

 was disappointed at not getting a griz- good fare, after roughing it in the 

 zly. He eventually reached Lillooet wilds for weeks ! Our kind and charm- 

 safely, ing hostess, who is as expert with the 

 One day we came upon a small rifle as she is at making pies' and cook- 

 brown cub — whose mother had prob- ing barellos, had a few days previously 

 ably been shot — sound asleep, in the shot a fine brown bear. I think the .30 

 trail. If there's anything meaner to carry 30 Winchester the most reliable and 

 in the arms through brush and fallen efficient gun I have seen so far, for all- 

 timber than a young bear, I don't want round work in the mountains. With 

 to know it. I packed this one for four very ordinary care a Winchester seldom 

 or five days, over rough country, and gets out of order, or has a hitch oc- 

 got very fond of it, in spite of its biting cur in the working. If any one wants 

 and scratching. Once I tried packing a grizzly we might know nearly where 

 it in a sack on my back, but it managed to look for him, but cannot guarantee 

 to work up and fix its teeth in the back him to charge like Loose Fang. 



INDIAN SUMMER 



By JEANNETTE I. HELM. 



Now from wood and mountain side have curled 

 The Fires of Autumn, and in wreaths are whirled, 



For great Michabo sits 'mid falling leaves 

 And drowsing lights the Peace Pipe of the World : 



And as he sits and smokes a dreamy haze 



Spreads through the land, and lingering Summer stays 



With laggard footsteps, yet awhile to dream 

 Amid the light of Autumn trees ablaze. 



