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A® we quietly entered this, through 
a narrow belt of timber, an old 
raven silently rose from the ground 
near the upper end and with a few 
lazy flaps of his dark wing's lit on the 
branch of a dead tree, where he sat 
with funereal mien. No other signs 
of life were visible, so moving forward 
along the edge of a tiny stream we had 
a look at the carcass, which lay in a 
marshy spot about fifty yards from 
the close-growing dark pines of the 
bordering hillside. 
That the kill had been visited since 
MacLean had first discovered it was 
evident, as it was more than half de- 
voured and had been turned over and 
pulled about. The tracks of two bears 
were plainly visible in the soft, marshy 
ground near the stream, one very much 
larger than the other. About 70 yards 
away was an old pine that, having 
blown down, had dragged a lot of earth 
and trash up with its roots. This made 
a good screen and, as long as lght 
lasted, was quite near enough. So, 
making ourselves as comfortable as 
possible behind this, we settled down 
to our silent vigil. The afternoon was 
cloudy, with a light breeze blowing, 
which, eddying about, was not very 
favorable to our campaign, as in over- 
cast weather any wind is less apt to 
go down with the sun and the chances 
of our scent being detected by an ap- 
proaching animal therefore increased. 
After about an hour of waiting, with 
every sense keyed up to catch the slight- 
est sound or sight of any evening 
prowler, a silent fleeting shadow caught 
my eye as it passed through some low 
brush a hundred yards to our left. 
Our momentary thrill of expectation 
was, however, doomed to disappoint- 
ment as, a moment later, only a slink- 
ing old coyote trotted into the open 
with low-hanging tail, and head glanc- 
ing about to see that the coast was 
clear. He seemed to know that he was 
trespassing upon the preserves of some 
mighty foe, for before going up to the 
dead heifer, he stopped about fifty 
yards off and took a careful look in all 
directions; then, satisfied, he moved up 
and stole a couple of bites of the meat. 
Just at that moment a stick cracked 
over in the pines and Mr. Coyote can- 
tered off, characteristically turning his 
head as he ran for a glance back over 
his shoulder. 
we had to move up to a little bunch of 
firs about thirty yards from the bait. 
The chill of evening had set in, and 
while remaining in absolute quiet, it 
was difficult to keep one’s teeth from 
chattering in the increasing cold. 
Again we heard the slight cracking 
of some brush farther round -on the 
hillside, but though we waited silently 
for what seemed an age, that wise old 
bear had probabiy circled about under 
As darkness came on: 
It will identify you. 
cover and had finally concluded that 
there was some foreign and dangerous 
taint on the breeze and decided to fore- 
go the luxury of an evening meal. 
pee overcast sky soon made the night 
so dark that it was quite impossible 
to see objects even near at hand; so, 
hoping for more favorable conditions 
on the morrow, we hurried back down 
the valley and got warmed up by the 
brisk walk and some hot coffee at camp. 
The next afternoon found us perched 
up behind the roots of the old pine. 
The bait had been visited after our 
departure the night before and the re- 
mains were rapidly growing smaller. 
However, things looked more favorable 
as, after a lovely clear day, the drop- 
ping breeze promised a calm evening, 
with no tell-tale puffs of wind to give 
warning of our presence. Three or 
four Canada jays or moose-birds were 
fluttering and hopping about the car- 
cass, taking hungry little bites at the 
meat or perching on some nearby bush 
uttering their low call. 
The shadows of sunset crept gradu- 
ally up on the dark pines across the 
glade, while with an almost inaudible 
sigh the last little breath of breeze 
expired. The jays of one accord sud- 
denly left their supper and flew to the 
shelter of some evergreens just as Mac 
quietly squeezed my arm, at the same 
time glancing over toward the wood. 
But we were still to be disappointed, as 
the visitor, who now appeared and 
walked right up to the bait, was a 
small black bear, certainly not the 
gentleman we were after. He was only 
about two-thirds grown, and though 
with a fine jet-black coat, we decided, 
as it was still early, to leave him un- 
disturbed in the hope of better things 
to come. There is always something 
comical about the half-human move- 
ments of a bear as he lifts, tugs, or 
pulls an object about; and we must 
have watched our little friend busily 
at work over his supper for a quarter 
of an hour when he threw up his head 
and with ears cocked and twitching 
nose seemed to test the wind. Some 
scent or sound as yet undiscovered to 
our dull senses had, however, reached 
him, and losing all interest in his meal 
he headed for the shelter of the woods, 
passing only thirty paces to our right. 
I was tempted to shoot, but a whispered 
“Wait, let him go,” from Mac left our 
whereabouts still unproclaimed to the 
dusk-enshrouded valley. Again it was 
deserted; but from the timber just 
opposite a stick snapped and a moment 
later the loom of a big dark body was 
seen to issue from the shadow of the 
pines. No doubt about this old fel- 
low, for in the fading light he looked 
four times the size of the other bear, 
and covering him with our rifles we 
waited while he walked across the open 
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