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FOREST AND STREAM 
December, 1921 
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Stock, selected American Walnut, 
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Furnishing and fitting Xo. 48 sight... 15.00 
Removing military rear sight, turning, 
polishing and reblueing barrel $5 to 8.00 
S S S hand checkered butt-plate 3.00 
Checkering bolt handle 2.00 
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SPORTSMAN’S SERVICE STATION 
TENAFLY, N. J. 
BEAR HUNTING ON 
NORTHERN RIVERS 
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making ready to climb out. My com- 
panion’s rifle was the handier, but there 
was only one cartridge in it. Neverthe- 
less, I fired the first shot from it and 
after the report the bear made not the 
slightest movement that we could see. 
Seizing my own rifle I fired again and 
saw the bullet strike the water beyond 
the bear. Evidently this shot was too 
high. I fired the third cartridge and the 
bear sank in his tracks. When we reached 
him he was dead. Looking at my watch 
I found it was twenty-five minutes past 
ten ; but during the late spring and sum- 
mer the twilight lingers so long in the 
Northland that one can hunt well into 
the night. We towed the bear to a bar 
at the mouth of the slough and decided 
to leave him there until morning. Later, 
when we skinned him, we discovered 
that the first shot had shattered his back- 
bone, completely paralyzing him. This 
fact, no doubt, accounted for the ani- 
mal’s failure to move after being struck. 
The third bullet struck him in the head. 
The bear was fully grown, his pelt very 
heavy, beautifully glossy, and blue-black 
in color. 
While we were returning to the Stik- 
ine from our camp on the Clearwater 
I saw a black bear walking in the timber 
near the shore. The canoe was well 
loaded and running fast in strong water. 
It was impossible to take accurate aim, 
but a swiftly flying bullet is more menace 
to game than a bullet resting in the rifle 
barrel, consequently I took a chance but 
lost. The canoe was quickly driven to 
a small island where I landed. I ran 
to the head of the island, then out into 
the water, scanning the mountain-side 
as I hastened along. Seeing the bear 
standing in the timber something over a 
hundred yards away I dropped to my 
knee for a rest and shot. The bear 
jumped, an infallible sign that he was 
struck, and then disappeared. My com- 
panion brought up the canoe and we 
crossed the channel and climbed the 
mountain-side until we found blood on 
the leaves. Following this trail for a 
few tense moments we came upon the 
dead bear. The bullet had struck him 
in the flank, ranged forward through the 
body and passed out through the shoul- 
der. He was not so large as my first 
bear, but his pelage was quite as good. 
M Y hunting trip did not yield even a 
glimpse of a grizzly. The expe- 
rience acquired upon two spring bear 
hunts, and the many discussions with 
those far more accustomed to hunting 
the grizzly than I, lead me to the con- 
clusion that this wary animal has been 
so greatly reduced in numbers that suc- 
cess in killing one is a mere matter of 
good luck. I have hunted hard all day 
only to find the fresh tracks of a grizzly 
in a trapper’s garden the next morning. 
I know of a market-hunter who for 
years hunted big game in good grizzly 
territory yet he never saw a grizzly 
bear. I know a trapper who for more 
than a dozen years hunted and trapped 
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