Sport and adventures among the North-American Indians (1890) (14581295350)
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Title: Sport and adventures among the North-American Indians
Year: 1890 (1890s)
Authors: Messiter, Charles Alston Whymper, Charles, 1853-
Subjects: Hunting Indians of North America
Publisher: London, R.H. Porter
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress
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them. Soon after leaving camp we came across two freshbear-tracks, going in different directions, so the Colonelfollowed one of them while we took up the trail of the other,and had gone about a mile when we came to a large swamp,through which the trail went. We were obliged to go round,which we did, one on each side of the cover. On the oppositebank was a thick clump of willows, about fifty yards square,and it did not look large enough to hold so big an animal; andwe had just entered this at opposite corners, when the bearrose just in front of me, looking as large as an elephant. Heremained a moment on his hind legs and then charged me,uttering a loud grunt. I shouted to Fishel that he was coming,and my pony spun round so quickly that I had no time to fire,so I rushed across a small bottom about a hundred yards wide,crashing through a lot of fallen wood, with which it wascovered. Luckily it was almost all rotten, or it would havethrown us down. On hearing my shout, Fishel had started,
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ADVENTURE WITH A BEAR. 301 and was now doing his best across the bottom, presenting sucha comic spectacle that I almost tumbled off the pony fromlaughing. His hat had come off and his long hair was blowingout behind, while his thin legs were flying about round theponys sides, and his equally long arms were flourishing his rifle,with which he was beating the pony; at the same time he wasyelling at the animal, and seemed to be trying to climb on toits neck. On the opposite side of the bottom was a steep riseof ten or twelve feet, up which we went, and the bear stoppedat the bottom and then trotted back to the willows. I jumpedoff and managed to hit it behind as it entered them, my ponybacking quickly and preventing my taking any aim. Fishelin the meantime had galloped on till he had reached the topof a ridge about four hundred yards away, and here he remainedand opened fire upon the thicket, being much more likely tohit me than the bear. Just as I remounted, the Colonel appeared on the
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