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offensive, and a true rifle and steady nerve are required on 
the part of the sportsman, or his bearship will proceed to 
form an acquaintance more close than agreeable. If a good 
tree is at hand, and the hunter can scale it, so much the 
better, as the cinnamons do not climb; and a knowledge of 
this fact tends to restore confidence. The majority of men 
I have conversed. with prefer to hunt them in this way. 
In some instances, the cinnamon, after being badly hit, 
rushes at the tree, up which his antagonist has shinned for 
dear life, seizes it in his teeth and claws and attempts to 
tear it down. At this critical juncture it is best for the 
hunter to preserve his composure, and not fly off the handle. 
The bear may keep him imprisoned an hour or so, but bruin 
has a small stock of patience, and, when he ascertains that 
the position is impregnable, he gives up the job in disgust, 
and retires in good order. 
The grizzly, however, stands at the head of the bear family, 
and is more feared and respected than all others. He is 
a treacherous, sullen, malicious, desperate, ill-mannered, 
uncouth, shaggy brute—one who stubbornly resists all ad- 
vances toward friendship, and is ready at any time to die 
in the last ditch. Like the immortal “Old Guard’ of 
Napoleon, your genuine grizzly never surrenders, but is 
game to the last. The grizzly has a lordly, independent 
bearing, and on his native mountain-sides, or in the forests, 
will hardly deign to make room for man himself. If you 
meet one in the road, the chances are that he will not budge 
an inch, unless he happens to be in an accommodating mood, 
and then he will trot out one side a few yards, rear himself 
upon his enormous haunches, and graciously wait for you 
to pass. No matter whether you are armed with a breech- 
loading Ballard, needle-gun, Winchester, or Sharp, never 
attack a grizzly alone, or out in the open country. 
The only safe position is on the back of a good horse, or in 
the limbs of a cottonwood tree. Many persons disregarding 
this advice, have paid for their temerity with their lives; 
for, no matter where you shoot a grizzly, whether through 
the heart or brainbox, he never gives up the ghost without 
a struggle, and will fight as long as he can lift a paw. 
Practical illustrations of the fighting powers of the grizzly 
are to be seen in these mountain regions nearly every day. 
The other morning, your correspondent encountered a miner 
from Fairplay, who had come down to the valley region for 
supplies. His personal appearance was, to say the least, 
peculiar. He carried his right arm in a sling, one eye was 
twisted upward, his face was scratched and torn and indented 
with ridges, while his head was as guiltless of hair as a 
billiard ball. At first I supposed that he had been invited 
by some of the friendly Indians to a scalping picnic as chief 
performer ; but in conversation it turned out that he had 
received each and all these grievous wounds from the claws 
of a grizzly. 
The grizzly bear obtains his full growth in four years. 
At six years he is in his prime, and able to cope with any 
animal in existence. The majestic lion may be considered 
the king of beasts, so far as looks are concerned; but he 
would stand a very poor show in the hug of a grizzly. The 
average weight of a grizzly is 1800 pounds, but quite a num- 
ber have been killed in this locality who kicked the beam at 
1800. Old man Griffin, of Canyon, one of the early settlers, 
and reputed to be the sharpest and most courageous bear- 
hunter in these parts, knocked over a grizzly last fall that 
weighed 1600 pounds after being dressed. The claws of this 
fellow were large enough to anchor a good-sized sloop, being 

nine inches in length. He fought to the last, and, with three 
balls square through his heart, charged upon the enemy, and 
dropped down stone dead, so close to the old man that he 
could touch him with his paw. 
They tell a story around here of a foolish young fellow, 
residing on Current Creek, who made a bet that he would 
lasso a grizzly and bring him into camp. He made the ex- 
periment, and slipped a good noose over Mr. Grizzly; but 
the latter sat down upon his haunches very coolly and com- 
menced hauling in on the line. In vain the horse struggled, 
the power at the other end was irresistible; but, fortunately, 
the lariat broke, and the rash young man escaped with his 
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Pouttry DEPARTMENT: 
TRIPS AMONG THE FANCIERS. 
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AFTER partaking of the bountiful repast which Mrs. W. 
had prepared for us, we again set forth for a tour among the 
chickens. Our first stopping-place was at the yards of W. 
S. Hisenhart; here we saw some very fine W. F. Black 
Spanish, Duckwing Games, Silver-Pencilled Hamburgs, 
Golden-Spangled Hamburgs, and B. B. Red Games. Here, 
also, we think the same remarks applicable which we made 
in regard to the Doctor—if Mr. Eisenhart would discard 
about one-half the number of varieties which he now keeps, 
and give the room and time to the remainder, we feel con- 
fident that his efforts would meet with success. 
After leaving Mr. Hisenhart’s, our next stopping-place 
was at Mr. Amos Stone’s. Here we found more White 
Leghorns, of which Mr. Stone has some very fine ones; also, 
White-Crested Black Polish, and some pretty little White- 
Booted Bantams. Mr. Stone told us that his intention was 
to discard the White Leghorns this fall, and devote his 
entire attention to breeding the Polish Fowls. Wishing 
him success, we again started on our route. 
Our next stopping-place was Mr. E. F. Taylor’s. His 
stock consists of White-Crested White Polish, Irish Gray 
Games, Dominique and White Leghorns. Mr. Taylor 
informed us that he proposed closing out his present stock, 
and trying some one of the Asiatic breeds. As yet he had 
not fixed upon any particular variety. After chatting 
pleasantly for awhile we again resumed our journey. 
Our next halt was at the residence of Mr. George Swartz. 
Here we were shown a trio of good Black Leghorns. Mr. 
S. is a beginner in the fancy, and has, I think, acted wisely 
in settling upon one variety. 
Bidding Mr. 8. good-day, we started off again, and 
brought up at the residence of Mr. Richard Hamilton. We 
found that gentleman at home in the shade, After resting 



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