560 
October, 1919 
FOREST AND S T R E A M 
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ly-imported Russian •wolf hounds, and, 
going to the scene, started the dogs up 
the canyon, while they kept to the open 
ridges. Soon a terrible commotion began 
in the jungle, and shortly the big bear 
came out with one of the dogs between 
his jaws. The other was dead in the 
brush below. 
“A volley of shots killed the grizzly, 
whose skin and head were mounted in an 
upright position by a taxidermist, and 
placed on exhibition in a Newcastle 
butcher-shop. With haunches upon a 
foot-high platform, the upraised paw is 
10 feet from the floor.” 
When our visitors had departed, we 
thought the matter over carefully, before 
going to bed, and arrived at the decision 
that we had not lost any bears. 
A FEW flakes of snow began to fall 
softly down, as we prepared to 
turn in, getting gradually thicker 
and heavier until the air was full of it. 
It looked as though there would be a 
slim chance of getting my wounded buck. 
In the morning there was a foot of 
fresh snow. There had been no •wind, and 
it lay soft and white, as it had fallen. 
I had left the track away to the south- 
west, near Indian Spring — a small seep 
half-way up the north slope of a little 
canyon, which few hunters have ever 
seen — and, making a wide swing, my 
brother and I came to where I had turned 
back, about ten o’clock. 
The tracks were mere dots on the sur- 
face of the deep snow, extremely difficult 
to follow when they went among other 
tracks, as they frequently did. When 
the trails divided again, it was necessary 
to follow each for a short distance, kick- 
ing up the snow, until we found blood. 
In this way ■we had kept on the track 
for perhaps a mile. Win on the trail, and 
I off to the left a hundred yards, when I 
saw him stop, as though he saw some- 
thing. 
I could see nothing but the level sur- 
face of the snow, where it stretched 
away between the trees, but complying 
with the hunter’s law in such cases, stood 
perfectly still. 
He advanced slowly and carefully to 
a big pine, from which I supposed he 
would shoot. He passed the pine, how- 
ever, and went on in a half-crouching 
position, now apparently making for ^he 
up-tumed roots of a fallen tree, a hun- 
dred yards ahead. When he reached this 
shelter, I saw him reach up, and, with 
inflnite caution, take down the snow, un- 
til he could rest his gun across the root. 
