160 BOOK OF A HUNDRED BEARS 



Last year there were six grizzly cubs who always 

 came together. They were just the same size, 

 looked alike, and always traveled in a bunch. At 

 an early hour, they would come, all six, galloping 

 down the hill for supper, and they came to be 

 known as the Galloping Six. This year they were 

 missing. They have never shown up. More or 

 less the different bears came to be known to the 

 hotel people. But no Galloping Six returned 

 with the advent of spring and the reopening of the 

 hotel. 



So we conjecture that, adventurous, as all 

 grizzlies are, tired of the monotony of the Park, 

 they took an excursion and now their hides are 

 rugs. 



In the Sierras the grizzlies were the first bears 

 to be wiped out. The black and the cinnamon 

 are still found there, but the grizzly, fearless, 

 adventurous, met his conqueror, man, and per- 

 ished. Today, one may travel the remote trails 

 of the Sierras for a year and never see a grizzly. 



I once knew an old Forty- Niner, Jim Bethel by 

 name, who kept a little roadside joint, on the 



