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fore. It was a sort of curious sensa-
"But suddenly his bearship chang
ed his mind. He took a long circle,
loping off through the meadow. Then
I shot a third time, and wounded him
too, but it only served to quicken his
"Now right here I want to make
a statement. It's agin' all my prin
ciples to follow a grizzy alone. Espe
cially if he's a big grizzly, and more
especially if he's a wounded grizzly!
I'm a sociable fellow and I like to have
company along on such occasions.
"However, this time I must a'got
a little reckless, because I went right
after him in spite of, my creed. I
followed the blood tracks into thick
underbrush. Pretty soon it got so
tight ana tangled I had to get down
on my( hands and knees and crawl
along, pushing my gun ahead of me.
"I might a'knowed it would happen
then. Suddenly I poked my head and
shoulders through into a little clear
ing and there was that grizzly, reared
up right above me!
"There wasn't no question about
his intentions. It had to be dead griz
zly or dead man in about the briefest
jiffy of time in chronology. I never
give myself up to one job so whole
heartedly or so darn quickly in my
life. I just rolled over on my back
and I fired at him up-side down! The
brush was so thick above me that it
would a' been impossible to get to
my knees in time.
"Say, if that grizzy "had toppled
over forwards instead of backwards,
h'd a' fallen square on top of me.
That's h6w close we were.
"But he fell backwards, all right.
And for a time after I'd heard the
crush, I don't know which was dead
est him. or me! It was my first at
tempt to aim up-side down. The
scare sort of left me collapsed. But
I'd hit him fair; under the chin and
up through the mouth into the brain."
Little girjs are always at tneir best
in simple frocks.
BRIDE OF U. S. GRANT PLANS TO
MAKE HOME IN NEW YORK
Miu-UvS Grant, Jr.,
Mrs. U. S. Grant, the young bride
of the oldest son of ex-President U. S.
Grant, thinks New York is the best
city in which to make a home.
Grant and his bride have just re
turned from a honeymoon trjp
around the world. When she ex
pressed a wish, upon reaching this
country, to make her home in New
York instead of on the Pacific coast,
Grant smilingly said, "My wife's the
boss." ' n
At the time the two were married
some of the members of the Grant
family frowned on the match because
of the great disparity in ages. This,
it is thought, may have something to
do with Mrs. Grant's wish to live in