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FOREST AND STREAM 
October, 1920 
PAR KROGER” 
JIFFY LINKS 
They Snap Together 
YY7HERE do your shirts wear out first? At the cuff edges 
vv probably. The cuff edges soil first and most, and launder- 
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They make it easy to turn back the cuffs and keep them clean. Made in two 
pieces that snap together, and apart. Buttons will not fall out when un- 
snapped. Hold cuffs smoothly when fastened. Made in many beautiful 
patterns; at various prices. 
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Town & Country 
Leather Coats 
No weight, plenty 
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Coats are leather 
lined, have leather 
sleeves and a box 
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never sags and the 
knitted wristlets provide extra warmth and 
leave your hands clear for action. 
The Universal Qarment for Out o’ doors 
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Originators and manufacturers of wind-proof and 
cold-resisting clothing. 
At all leading stores. 
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The Aristocrat of Tweed for Sporting Wear. 
ratterns and Prices on Application. 
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State shade desired and if for Gent’s or Ladies’ Wear. 
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coat, long bones and skull, and performed 
the autopsy. The arrow had cut a rib, 
gone through his left lung, shaved a 
piece off the left ventricle of the heart, 
severed the coronary artery and imbed- 
ded itself in the sternum. His chest was 
full of blood. We packed him home and 
had delicious bear steaks for supper. 
N EXT diay it rained all day, and eve- 
ning came clear and fresh with the 
fragrance of the ground and woods. 
The moon was full and beautiful, so we 
went to the blind early. 
One morning, before this, we had 
crossed the trail of a fine female and 
three cubs. She winded us; the cubs 
squeaked and the solicitous mother 
whirled about, rose up on her tiptoes, 
and advanced in our direction. We held 
still as death while she looked, sniffed 
and growled, and then reluctantly went 
off, turning back from time to time. She 
was wonderful, — so imperious and 
strong, eager to fight for her own. We 
heaved a sigh of relief as she would 
have been a most dangerous animal to 
encounter. 
This night she came; dim shadows, 
soft velvet foot-falls, and there she was. 
family and all. I whispered to Young, 
“Get the cubs.” We waited till they 
were 40 yards off, then drove the arrows 
at them. There was a squeal, a jumble 
of dark figures, a roar from the mother, 
and they all came tumbling toward us. 
Just then the big fellow appeared on 
the scene. We had five bears in sight. 
Turning her head from side to side, try- 
ing to find her point of danger, half sus- 
pecting the big bear, our dame came 
toward us. I whispered to Young, 
“Shoot the big fellow.” At the same 
time I drew to the head and drove an 
arrow at the oncoming female. A dull 
soft thud; I saw her rear; she yelled 
with rage; the yell turned to a groan; 
she staggered sidewise twenty yards and 
fell on her side; rose again breathing- 
hard, and slowly sank down. She was 
dead in less than twenty seconds. 
The cubs had run up hill past us. One 
came back and sat up at his mother’s 
head a moment, then disappeared in the 
dark forever. 
All this time the big male was up 
stage, ramping back and forth with 
mixed emotions. Young shot three ar- 
rows at him; I let fly two; then off he 
packed. We missed him! We missed 
him! And only fifty or sixty yards. It 
is true he was in deep shadow, but we 
should have landed! He was as big as 
a house! 
We were deep in despondency. We wait- 
ed an hour or two but the bear procession 
had passed, so we got out of our blind 
and started skinning the female. She 
was a beautiful bear, weighing about 500 
pounds, and no fat. Her coat was like 
that of her lord and master, dark brown, 
a little curly and rusted, here and there 
the silver shining through. 
My arrow had cut a rib or two, pene- 
trated her lung and entered the right 
ventricle of the heart. The hole in the 
thick heart wall would admit two fingers. 
Her thorax was occupied by one huge 
blood clot. 
We finished skinning at daybreak, 
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