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Title: Our big game; a book for sportsmen and nature lovers
Year: 1904 (1900s)
Authors: Huntington, Dwight Williams, 1851-
Subjects: Game and game-birds Hunting -- North America
Publisher: New York : C. Scribner's sons
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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Anyhow, theblow from the bears paw was always so heavy thatthe bull was groggy for a few minutes and stumbledon its forelegs. Meanwhile the grizzly would cling tothe bull, striking its razor-like claws deep into the bovineflesh, while it bit and chewed the bull to death. Atsome of these Spanish contests bears have brokenbulls legs as if they were pine sticks. The best illustration I ever knew of a grizzlyspowerful forearms and quickness of motion occurredat a bear-and-buU fight in San Gabriel, Cal., in the earlyforties, said Senor Don Aguilar recently. In theexcitement of the mortal fight between the beasts, aman accidentally fell over the railing to the floor ofthe pen below. In a second the big hulking beardived from the bull straight at the man. striking onepaw at his head. The man was literally and instantlyscalped, and in a second more the grizzly had torn theman into a horrible mass. However bad the bear of some years ago may havebeen, I am satisfied from what I have seen of the
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A (ikIZZKV IJEARFrom :i stereograph. Copyright, 1904, by Underwood and Underwood. THE GRIZZLY BEAR 259 grizzly, and from what I have learned from others,that this animal to-day has a wholesome fear ofman, having learned that he is more than an equalmatch when armed with a heavy magazine-rifie, andunwounded bears will certainly try to escape, slip-ping quietly away as soon as they see, hear, or smell theenemy. I was once riding with an orderly on a natural ter-race just above the valley of a little stream whichissues from the Big Horn Mountains. From ourelevated position on the plain we could look downinto the valley some twenty-five or thirty feet below.We had ridden out from camp expecting to shoota deer, and moved slowly along the plain a little dis-tance back or away from the terrace where the plaindropped into the valley. From time to time we rodenear, and peeped over into the river-bottom, whichwas partly overgrown with berry-bushes in littleclearings, and in other places heavily

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