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 OLD GRIZZLY ADAMS, S JS ! 
 
 DR. FRANK FOWKJLI* 
 
 1KWW THE mr^T, VEJTT THE BEAR AT A TERRIFIC RATE, AND AFTER HIM, "WITH GREAT 
 CAME GRIZZLY ADAMS,_UNABLE TO STOP. / 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 Old Grizzly Adams; 
 
 THE BEAR TAMER; 
 
 OR, 
 
 " The Monarch of the Mountains." 
 
 Thrilling Adventures in the Life of the Famous 
 
 "Wild Hermit of the Bockies," and "Gm- 
 
 ly Bear Tamer," as he was known from 
 
 Montana, to Mexico, and whose deeds 
 
 f daring, as Indian Trailer, Savage 
 
 Beast Conqueror and Mountain 
 
 Emulator, would fill volumes. 
 
 BY DOCTOR FRANK POWELL, 
 
 KNOWN ON T HE BORDER AS "WHITE BEAVER," 
 
 "FANCY FRANK," AND "MEDICINE CHIEF 
 
 OF THE WINNEBAGOES." 
 
 CHAPTER I. 
 
 THE AUTHOR MEETS OLD GRIZZLY. 
 
 " DID yon know Old Grizzly Adams, While 
 Beaver?" 
 
 The quest on was asked me one night as a 
 party of us * it around a camp tire in the Big 
 Horn mount J ins. 
 
 "Know him? Yes, I know him well," was 
 my reply, and I added: 
 
 " I owe him my life, as be too owed me his, 
 nd from what I know of him, 1 am safe to 
 ay that no more daring roan and strange 
 character ev^r lived on Borderland." 
 
 The verj question and answers, kind 
 reader, suggest that I should tell to you, as I 
 did for my comrades at the bivouac, some of 
 the wild adventures of that strange being 
 known as G -izzly Adams, the Monarch of the 
 Mountains. 
 
 At the time I first met him I was a dweller 
 in an Indian Tribe, and their Medicine Chief, 
 which gave me almost unlimited power over 
 my red associates, although I was a very 
 young man. 
 
 I had goiie with a couple of Indian com- 
 panions, both famous hunters, into the Rocky 
 Mountains on a hunt for grizzly bears and 
 other large game. 
 
 One night, as we were encamped in a deep 
 canyon, hugging the fire close, for a driving 
 snow storm was prevailing, a huge grizzly 
 threw himse f suddenly upon us, and with one 
 blow of his massive paw crushed in the skull 
 
 *Old Grisz.y Adams, and what he called his 
 "menagerie/ 1 were secured by Barnum as an at- 
 traction; but ;he old hunter's health was failing him 
 from the numerous wounds he had received, and he 
 died in Neporset, Mass.. where he now lies buried, 
 far from the scenes oi his wild adventures.-THB 
 
 of one of the warriors, while, before tht 
 could escape his grip, he had him in his 
 embrace. 
 
 I was sleeping but a few feet awa 
 barely escaped a blow made at me; bu 
 escape it, and succeeded in grasping n 
 and belt of arms, and I emptied ever, 
 thirteen, rapidly into the body of the 
 brute ere he fell dead. 
 
 But his hug had crushed the bones 
 second warrior, and I was alone in the 
 tains. 
 
 Never before did I pass such a dismf\l 
 with the dead bodies of my comrade 
 mangled near me, the wind howling t 
 the canyon, and feeling utterly alone. 
 
 But the storm blew over, and with tl 
 rise the clouds were clear, the snow ha 
 blown off as it fell, and my game lay 
 feet, and was enough to be proud of, 
 was a perfect monster. 
 
 1 cooked my humble breakfast, buri- 
 red-skin pards, cut the skin off of my f 
 and went on my way with the four 
 for we had brought along an animal to 
 back the skins. 
 
 I had not proceeded far before I h 
 hot, followed by a savage growl. 
 
 W ho was it that could be there in thos 
 mountains, I wondered? 
 
 The Indians then had few rifles, or fr 
 of any description, so it must be a white r 
 
 Dismounting, I hitched my horses 
 cautiously on, while the growls continue! 
 an occasional sound like a human voice. 
 
 Fearing that some one was in dange 
 ried forward, and there, in a little val 
 held a strange sight. 
 
 A man and a wild beast were eng: 
 deadly encounter. 
 
 The former was clad in the skii: 
 beasts, and when not seeing his face, 
 looked human, and the latter was a 
 bear, even larger than the one I had sh 
 night before. 
 
 The bear had his fore legs around tl 
 ' and yet the latter was not helpU 
 | drove his knife again and again into the 
 hairy body, and the ground was covered 
 blood. 
 
 In vain was it that the grizzly i 
 hind claws to tear the bold hunter, for 
 time it was skillfully avoided, as was aL 
 blows with the massive fore feet. 
 
 Yet the hunter suffered from nui 
 wounds, and was in a deadly embrac- 
 must ere long cru:?h him, unless b 
 thtusts found the seat of life of h>s brut 
 
 Hastily I ran down into the valley, a 
 raising my rifle to get a shot that wot 
 were, when a deeper and harder stroke 
 the knife touched the monster's heart, ai 
 man and beast tell together. 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, ike Bear Tamer. 
 
 There was a twitching of the muscles, an 
 angrv roar, and the grizzly was dead. 
 
 But across his hairy, knife-torn body lay 
 ihe man, and, as I then feared, also dead. 
 
 Springing forward I drew him away, and 
 found that he had become unconscious from 
 loss of blood. 
 
 He was fearfully torn with the sharp claws, 
 but they had touched no vital point, and his 
 strength, agility and presence of mind had 
 enabled him to avoid the glittering teeih of 
 the monster, so that I had hopes of saving 
 his life whm I gazed upon his iron frame, 
 which I knew could stand much. 
 
 Having been a surgeon in the army, I never 
 went without my case of instruments and 
 bandages, even though living as wild a life 
 as an Indian, and 1 hastily stopped the bleed- 
 ing, sewed up the wounds, and in a very 
 short while the hunter opened his eyes, 
 
 " Waal, you isn't a b ar," were' his first 
 words. 
 
 "No; your bear lies there," 1 answered, 
 pointing to the grizzly 
 
 He glanced indifferently at the bear, and 
 said : 
 
 " Yas, he were a tough customer, an' he'd 
 V got me ef my knife-blade hadn't "a' been a 
 trifle longer then his claws. 
 
 " But maybe I owes ter you thet I hain't a 
 stiff now?" 
 
 "No, you killed the bear with your last 
 thrust; but you would have bled to death 
 had I not have come along by accident." 
 
 " Pard, it wa'n t no accidint, but blind 
 Providince, as sent yer heur, fer it tain't writ 
 down yet thet Old Grizzly are ter die." 
 
 " But the old grizzly is dead." 
 
 " I doesn't mean him but me, fer I are 
 named Old Grizzly Adams." 
 
 I started, for the name of the old hunter 
 all on the border had heard, and I knew I 
 stood before one who had won deservedly a 
 great fame. 
 
 " Grizzly Adams?" I asked, in surprise. 
 
 "Yas; don't I look it?' 
 
 He certainly did, with his darkly-bronzed, 
 weather-beaten face, grizzly beard, suit of the 
 skins of wild beasts, moccasins and wolf hat, 
 winch had the head on top and the tail hang- 
 ing down his back, and which had not been 
 torn off in his deadly struggle. 
 
 fie was stainejl with blood, his face scar- 
 red, his broad breast torn, his arms cut, and 
 legs with huge gashes in them, 
 
 I had bathed his face and wounds, bound 
 them up, and yet he looked as though he had 
 been through a thrashing-machine. 
 
 That he suffered greatly, I well knew, and 
 yet he had not spoken of his pain, and sat 
 with seeming indifference upon the ground, 
 as though interested In knowing what I was 
 doimg tEere more than in himself. 
 
 " Yes, you do look it, and I am glad to 
 have served so famous a hunter as Old Griz- 
 zly Adams," I replied. 
 
 "Thankee, pard; now I has interdooced 
 myself ter you, s'pose yer do likewise." 
 
 " My name is Powell, and I am at present 
 living among the Indians, and known as their 
 Medicine Chief." 
 
 "Yas, I lies heera o' yer; in ther settle- 
 mints they calls yer Fancy Frank." 
 
 "Yes." 
 
 " You is a medicine doctor?" 
 
 "Yes." 
 
 " Waal, yer hev done me up prime, an' no 
 mistake. 
 
 " What is yer doin' heur?" 
 
 "I was hunting for grizzlies and other 
 game." 
 
 " Has you found any?" 
 
 " Yes; I killed a bear last night nearly as 
 large as that one." 
 
 " Is yer alone?" 
 
 "Now I am; but I had two Indian com- 
 panions, whom the bear killed. 
 
 " Like as not; Injuns don't know how ter 
 tackle grizzlies. 
 
 " Which way is you going?" 
 
 "First to see you to your cabin, for my 
 horses are near and you are badly hurt." 
 
 Grizzly Adams attempted to get up, and at 
 once saw the truth of my assertion, and said: 
 
 "Durned ef I hain't nearly did fer, an' a 
 leetle mere thet old b'ar would hev made 
 wolf-fodder put o' my carkiss. 
 
 " Pard, I is obleegea ter yer, an' tho' I hes 
 never tuk a man ter my cabing afore, I'm 
 durned ef I don't ax yer ter go, an' thar 
 soj'urn as long as yer wants ter." 
 
 I got the horses, and aided him to mount 
 my own animal, and springing upon the 
 back of one of the Indians' mustangs, I 
 rode along with him, but not, I may as well 
 add, until I had secured the fine skin of the 
 grizzly he had slain. 
 
 CHAPTER II. 
 
 GRIZZLY ADAMS AT HOME. 
 
 THE home of Old Grizzly was in the deep- 
 est recesses of the mountains, and where evoii 
 an Indian would not care t go, unless lured 
 there by hopes of a scalp or big game. 
 
 The way was tortuous and dangerous rn 
 the extreme, and though I had been long 
 accustomed to taking daily risks on life, 1 
 shuddered at the peril presenting itself, for 
 we had to ride around a cliff on the moun' 
 tain -side, upon a rocky shelf barely wid 
 enough for the horse, and which forced us to 
 sit sideways, so that 'the animal could press 
 hard against the wall to keep his equilibrium. 
 
 " This are as hard ter travel as the road ter 
 Heaven, "said Old Grizzly, who led the way, 
 and speaking back to me over bis shoulder. 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, ike Sear Earner. 
 
 " Ter IP* [ wounded a grizzly an' f oller'd him 
 long heur, when I come ter yonder bend, an' 
 thar I se below me a leetle valley as were jist 
 prime 
 
 " I seen in it running streams, green trees, 
 gra^s thefc were like ther feather-beds as we 
 hedi in tber ole house at home, an' says I tuet 
 are ther place for me ter locate. 
 
 " An' I seen also thet it were a kind o' Gar- 
 ding o* Eding, fer thar were b'ars, wolves, 
 deers an' a panther friskin' about thar, an' ther 
 woods were jist lively with birds. 
 
 " It were ther home o' ther grizzly I were 
 arter, an' he were makin' fer it ter git rein- 
 forcemints, so I quickens my gait, comes up 
 with him jist whar he struck a firmer f ou) ida- 
 tion than this are, an' jist follow'd him right 
 inter ther Warding of Eding, by a way I'd 
 V found it hard ter diskiver myself, an' it are 
 tber only way out an' in, onless a feller hes 
 wings. 
 
 " My comin' war a surprise party ter ther 
 varmints thar, an' at first I felt I bed made a 
 mistake, fer ther whole gang seemed comin' 
 arter me; but I lets in with my rifle an' pis- 
 toils, an' they dervided an' skipt on out o' ther 
 leetie valley, all savin' several I bed brought 
 
 "Sin' then I hes lived thar, built my cabing, 
 an' with ole Balaam an' Calamity I are 
 happy." 
 
 "And who are Balaam and Calamity?" I 
 askfd. 
 
 "Balaam are my mool; yer see ther Bible 
 tells o' Balaam an' bis jackass, an' as I didn't 
 know ther name o' ther animile, I jist called 
 my mool Ba aam." 
 
 "And Calamity ? 
 
 " Oh, he are a onery cuss o' a dorg. 
 
 " I bes bed many a dorg, an' I allus calls 'em 
 all Calamity." 
 
 " And yot. have no other companions?" 
 
 " Who saj-s so?" 
 
 " No one; I merely asked the question." 
 
 "Yes, I has a quantity o' others." 
 
 " I had heard that you lived all alone." 
 
 * Yer heerd a mistake, pard, fer I hes a 
 family." 
 
 " They must find it very lonesome living in 
 these wilds,' I suggested. 
 
 " They life ?s it, fer they were born beur. 
 
 "Thar, dcas yer see my leetle valley?" 
 
 We had ) ounded a bend of the cliff as he 
 poke, and a quarter of a mile below me in the 
 very depths af the mountains was a little vale, 
 like an oasi* in the desert, in its beauty, for 
 sheltered up- n all sides, the foliage of the trees 
 had not bee u killed by the cold blasts of the 
 coming wint sr. 
 
 Back agai ist the rocks was a stout log cabin, 
 Just visible beneath the shelter of a large tree, 
 a mule wag feed'ng on the side of a small 
 tream, a do$ was sunning himself in front of 
 
 the log hut, and birds were visible flitting 
 about in the trees. 
 
 "Hain't thet a home pictur^ pard?" as&ed 
 Old Grizzly, with a smile of self-satisfaction 
 upon bis broad face. 
 
 I readily acknowledged that it was, and 
 added: 
 
 " But I don't see any of your children." 
 
 " I guess not," he said dryly, and then 
 added: 
 
 " Yer shall be interdooced ter ther family, 
 pard, an' hev a welcome from aJl." 
 
 Descending the steep mountain path, after a 
 most tortuous trail, we came to a fissure in a 
 hill, as though the very rocks had been split in 
 twain. 
 
 Through this, not five feet in width, Old 
 Grizzly led the way, and I following with the 
 led horses, saw suddenly rise before him a 
 huge grizzly bear. 
 
 Instantly I threw my rifle forward, but the 
 voice of the old hunter checked me: 
 
 "Don't shoot, pard, fer he are my friend." 
 
 " Friend?" 
 
 " Yas, pard; don't yer see be hev got a chain 
 round his neck, an' one tied ter ther rock?" 
 
 It was true; the enormous bear, larger tboe. 
 the one who had so nearly ended the hunter's 
 life awhile before, was secured to the rocks by 
 a stout chain. 
 
 " I hev hod him since he war a cub, an' 
 tho' I kilt his daddy an' mammy he hes no hard 
 feelin's ag'in' me. 
 
 " Down, Sampson, an' let us go by. w 
 
 The grizzly gave a low growl, but at once 
 obeyed, and dropping upon all fours retreated 
 to the side of the rock, though with a look that 
 indicated a desire to go for a meal off of me 
 
 I went cautiously by, my rifle ready, for the 
 chain permitted him to go across the mouth of 
 the ravine; but he made no angry demonstra- 
 tion. 
 
 " Thet are Sampson, my gate-keeper, atr> he 
 are a good one too. 
 
 "Now, pard, I feels as ef I were voi ^oin* 
 ter be able ter skip aroun' fer several days, so 
 s'posin' I interdooces yer ter my family now, 
 thet they may know yer, an' 111 hei ter git 
 yer ter feed 'em. 
 
 "I are wuss tuckered out then I htd idee I 
 were, an' I hes ter ride up ter my menagerie, 
 so let ther horses stay thar an' git acquainted 
 with Balaam, while I interdooces yer ter my 
 farobly." 
 
 | He rode on, and I followed on foot, having 
 
 been eyed by Calamity, a tremendous, ugly 
 
 dog, and we came to a ravine where m great 
 
 surprise awaited me, for I was face <x> face 
 
 i with the " family " of Old Grizzly Adar* & 
 
 And such a family. 
 
 Chained along the rocks were bears o' all de- 
 scriptions, from the gi izzly to the smai Wack, 
 and over a score in number. 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 Then there were wolves, wildcats, and a 
 panther, or mountain lion. 
 
 It was indeed a menagerie, and a savage 
 one. 
 
 Walking about were elks, mountain sheep 
 and a lew deer, and rabbits, squirrels and 
 birds were also visible, and all perfectly tame, 
 though the coming of the hunter, or the sight 
 af me, caused a general commotion. 
 
 <0 Heur are my fambly, pard, an' yonder 
 cabing bes grub fer 'em thet will last weeks, an' 
 I is happy in buntin' fer game, train! n' my ani- 
 miles an' birds, an' enjoyin' life as it are heur 
 in tber Rockies. 
 
 " I bed a good mother, pard, and she teached 
 me tber Bible, an' it hev sarved me well fer 
 names fer my critters. 
 
 " Thet big grizzly thar are named Goliath, 
 an 1 ther leetle black b'ar are David. 
 
 ; ' Yonder wolf I cal s Moses, t'other one are 
 Joseph, fer tber gang treated him bad one day, 
 which guv me ther name. 
 ** Ther pant'er I calls Neb." 
 " That for Nebraska?" I suggested. 
 " Nary; it are short fer Nebuchadnezzar, 
 king o' ther Jews, an' he are ther king o' this 
 lay-out, fer ther grizzlies take a back seat 
 when be curves his back. 
 
 " Thet owl thar are Solomon, fer he do look 
 o durned wise." 
 
 Here I interrupted the old hunter, who was 
 growing enthusiastic over his pets, when I saw 
 that he could hardly sit on his horse, and tell- 
 ing him he must at once take to his bed he re- 
 luctantly obeyed me, though not until he bad 
 introduced me to his family with: 
 
 " ISee heur, critters, this are my Medicine 
 Pard, an' yer needn't put on no style afore 
 hitM, fer he knows ther character o* every 
 turned one of ye. 
 
 " I hev got a leetle hurted, an' he are goin' 
 ter feed yer fer a leetle time, so I warns yer 
 HI have no nonsense, an' yer all knows me, 
 from you, Goliath, down ter Jepthtr's darter," 
 and he pointed to a pretty but dangerous look- 
 ing wild-cat as bearing the last appellation. 
 
 Upon trying to dismount at his cabin, Old 
 Grizzly found he was unable, and I had to 
 carry him into the house and place him upon 
 his bed of skins. 
 
 I made him as comfortable as possible, and 
 then re-dressed his wounds, and in doing so saw 
 that be was seamed with scars from his feet to 
 bis head. 
 
 These be had received in his many hand-to- 
 band encounters with both wild beasts and 
 men, and yet his hardy frame had withstood 
 what would have killed almost any other man. 
 His wounds received in the last fight he 
 eemed to think little of, though they were 
 most painful, and several of them dangerous. 
 But he said in his quiet way: 
 ' fif it bed been sot fer me ter die, pard, Fd 
 
 'a' caved right thar, an' you wVdnt hev dta- 
 kivered me. 
 
 "Now, as it are, I is ter git *crumptiou 
 ag'in durned soon. 
 
 " You is ther doctor, I is ther sick abed, so 
 make yerself ter home." 
 
 His advice I took, and during the long weeks 
 that followed I nursed the hardy and brave 
 old hunter as though he had been of my own 
 kindred. 
 
 And it was during that time, w*i tor 
 months a dweller with him in his cabin in the 
 Rocky Mountains, surrounded by bis savage 
 pets, that came to know me well, tt at I beard 
 from his own lips the stories of bis wild tand 
 perilous adventures 1 now relate, and which I 
 have no reason to doubt, and in fact many of 
 which are known to be true by many an old 
 hunter and trapper on the far frontier. 
 
 CHAPTER III. 
 
 OLD GRIZZLY S FIRST FIGHT. 
 
 THB strange old Bear Tamer of the Rocky 
 Mountains had gone West to carry out an idea 
 he had formed, when a young man. of making 
 a fortune out of a menagerie of wild animals, 
 trained to perform various tricks, and as docile 
 to their master as a horse, though savage to 
 all else who came near them. 
 
 He had gone overland with a train bound to 
 the gold mines of California, bent on this one 
 object of his life, and his comrades had been 
 surprised to see him one day saddle up his 
 horse, get his two pack animals ready, call big 
 dog, and bid them farewell in the very heart 
 of the mountains. . 
 
 They had urged that he would b, killed by 
 Indians. 
 
 "I hes but one time ter die," as his an* 
 swer. 
 
 "You'll be eaten by wild beas s, Adams," 
 said some. 
 
 "They'll find me tough eating," K replied. 
 
 And out of camp he went, and t here were 
 many who believed that in hunting around the 
 spot where the train had encamped <or several 
 days he had " struck it rich," and wished to 
 keep his gold find a secret to himself. 
 
 The truth was that he had conci upon an 
 Indian chief defending himself ag-inst three 
 warriors of another tribe, and though wound- 
 ed, making a noble fight for life. 
 
 One Indian lay dead at his fetfc, another 
 mortally wounded, was writhing hi agony, * 
 few paces away; but there were th ?e remain' 
 ing, and these he was boldly facing, tomahawfc 
 in hand, while he stood with bis back to * 
 rock. 
 
 Old Grizzly cared not for the mei its of tha 
 fight; he only saw three against trie, and hw 
 bounded forward to help the weaker side. 
 
 Never before had he raised his ha id against 
 a fellow being, and be bated to do it now$ but 
 
Old GrUily Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 he had the Yankee lore of fair play, and drop- 
 ping one of the red-skins with his rifle, he shot 
 another with his pistol and sprung upon the 
 third, knife m hand. 
 
 Adams had been a hunter in the forests of the 
 East from his boy hood, and he had become inured 
 to hardship, and was a perfect giant in strength, 
 o he had no fear of a combat band to hand 
 with the Indian. 
 
 Taken by surprise, the red-skin was so non- 
 plused that the white hunter had him in his 
 powerful arms before he could resist, and the 
 fight lasted but an instant, and Old Grizzly 
 arose the victor. 
 
 There crouched the chief he had aided, hav- 
 ing dropped to the ground from weakness 
 through loss of blood, and he was gazing upon 
 the white man with wonder, and yet with a 
 certain look that showed he expected his turn 
 to come next, for he could not believe that a 
 pale-face had aided him. 
 
 His hand still held the tomahawk, yet it 
 would have been a light blow that he could 
 have struck to defend himself. 
 
 " Waal, old Fuss and-Feathers, I hev helped 
 yer out o' a leetle diffikilty," said the hunter, 
 turning to the chief, who understood and spoke 
 a little English. 
 
 '* Does the pale-face say he is the friend of 
 O-kee-mul-gee?" asked the chief, in a faint tone. 
 
 " I allus helps ther under dorg in tber fight, 
 an' you were thet terrier, so I are your friend, 
 Injun pard," was the answer. 
 
 The chief tried to extend his hand in thanks, 
 for, though not fully mastering the words of 
 the hunter, he saw that he was friendly. 
 
 But he was unable to raise his hand, and, 
 teeing it, Old Grizzly, or rather Seneca Adams,* 
 as he was then called, at once stepped forward 
 and began to stanch the blood that was flow- 
 ing from several wounds the chief had re- 
 ceived. 
 
 In broken English the Indian told his pale- 
 face friend that he was the young chief of a 
 great tribe, but loved an Indian maiden in an- 
 other tribe, and which was hostile to his own 
 people. 
 
 He had gone to steal her away from her vil- 
 lage when her lovers had discovered him, and, 
 following him, had attacked him, and would 
 kave slain him but for his timely arrival and 
 aid. 
 
 " Yer better let wimmins alone, Injun pard, 
 fer I see they is allus ther same ter git a man 
 inter trouble. 
 
 " But yer hain't badly hurt, ef it do look BO, 
 n' I'll soon fix yer," was Adams's reply. 
 
 And he did "fix him, "for he carried the 
 chief to his village, and when he found that 
 these mountains abounded in game of all kinds, 
 
 * From having spent his earlier years on Seneca 
 Lake, and bailing from therq, he was first called by 
 bJj comrades Seneca Adams. THE AUTHOR. 
 
 and having made friends, by his act, of the 
 largest and most dangerous tribe of Indians in 
 that part of the couutry, he determined to re- 
 main right there and collect his menagerie. 
 
 This was, then, the reason for his leaving the 
 train, and once adrift upon his own resources, 
 Seneca Adams was not long in securing a safe 
 camping-place and erecting for himself a stout 
 and comfortable cabin, with his horses and 
 dogs his sole companions to share his solitary 
 home. ______ 
 
 CHAPTER IV. 
 
 CATCHING A TABTAB. 
 
 ONE of Old Grizzly's sporting accomplish- 
 ments was in throwing a lasso with great skill, 
 and he never went without his lariat, any 
 more than he would have gone without his 
 rifle and belt of arms. 
 
 For some weeks he had lived in his cabin 
 home in the mountains, spending his days in 
 hunting for game, and occasionally visited by 
 the chief whose life he had saved, and who had 
 fully recovered from his wounds. 
 
 He had killed plenty of game, and had cured 
 the flesh for future use; but he had not yet 
 captured anything alive with which to start 
 his menagerie, as he argued there was no 
 hurry, and it was best to get fully acquainted 
 with the country and its animals before he en- 
 tered upon real work. 
 
 At last his stockade pen was finished, in 
 which he intended to put his captures, and it 
 was so complete, that as he said: 
 
 "It w'u'd hold a Injun, sh'u'd I wish ter 
 capter one ter take along as a raal live cur'os'ty, 
 an' like as not I will." 
 
 All being in readiness at head -quarters, the 
 
 Wild Beast Hunter sallied out one day for work. 
 
 He was looking for half-crown animals to 
 
 begin with, but was unsuccessful in his search 
 
 for that kind, and rather gloomy at his first 
 
 day's ill luck was returning home when he 
 
 ! suddenly came upon a large bear seated upon 
 
 his hind quarters, and attentively regarding a 
 
 deer coming up the hill toward him. 
 
 Quick as thought the hunter determined to 
 
 1 surprise that bear, and to do so, he took the 
 
 lasso from the hook on his belt, tied one end 
 
 of it around a tree right at his side, and whirl- 
 
 i ing the coil around his head several times. 
 
 threw it. 
 
 The bear was surprised, there is no denying 
 I that fact, and with an angry snort bounded 
 away down the hilL 
 
 But the hunter had already surprised him- 
 self, for he carried two lassoes that day, one 
 with which to tie his game, and the end he 
 had fastened around the tree happened to be 
 the extra one, while that which he had caught 
 I the bear with was securely fastened around bit 
 i own body. 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 Thus, the first bound of the terrified bear 
 jerked the hunter off of his feet, and caused 
 him to yell out: 
 
 "Burned ef I hain't made a mistake to hitch 
 on ter this critter." 
 
 He had indeed, and the jerk he had received 
 caused him to let fall his rifle, and left him 
 with his pistols alone to defend himself, as he 
 had stuck his knife in the tree. 
 
 Down the hill went the bear at a terrific 
 rate, and after him, with great bounds, -came 
 Adams, unable to stop, and unable to free 
 himself from the lariat without his knife. 
 
 Going after the bear as he did caused that 
 animal greater fright, and it ran the faster, in 
 its lumbering yet rapid gallop, and urged on 
 by the curses of the hunter, who swore against 
 all wild creation, lariats, "an' b'ars in per- 
 tickler." 
 
 At last the hunter determined to risk a 
 shot from his pistols, for he said to himself, 
 though aloud: 
 
 " Thet durned b'ar hev got steam enough up 
 ter run a hundred miles, an' suthin' hes got ter 
 be did right euddint." 
 
 Watching bis chance he took aim as well as 
 he could and fired. 
 
 The bear was hit, for he gave an angry 
 growl and sprung forward the faster. 
 
 Again he fired, and this time the bear stum- 
 bled, stopped suddenly, and the hunter nearly 
 dashed over him. 
 
 But he checked himself in time, and fired 
 again just as the brute reared upon his hind 
 legs and started toward him with a furious 
 roar. 
 
 The tables had been suddenly turned upon 
 Adams, but he did not lose his presence of 
 mind, and again fired, the shot breaking the 
 bone of the bear's right hind leg and bringing 
 him to the ground. 
 
 But instantly, on three feet he again rushed 
 upon his enemy, who sprung backward, trip- 
 ped on a stone and fell. 
 
 Still the hunter kept his presence of mind, 
 and with his pistols in each hand opened 
 rapidly upon the savage brute, and with such 
 deadly aim he killed him just as his glittering 
 jaws were about to seize him in a crushing 
 grip. 
 
 " Waal, I guesses as how I'll leave that rope 
 fct home next time, fer lassoin' b'ars hain't fun- 
 ny, I'll sw'ar," muttered the hunter as he rose 
 to his feet and surveyed his game. 
 
 CHAPTER V. 
 
 THE ALLY OF AN INDIAN. 
 
 As Old Grizzly was seated in bis cabin one 
 day, rubbing up his fire-arms, ho received 
 a signal, through a loud and angry roar, from 
 " Sampson " the old grizzly bear sentinel, that 
 some one was approaching. 
 
 Going out he espied O-kee-mnl gee, th 
 young chief whom he had so well ^erved^ and 
 at once invited him to the cabin. 
 
 "The chief don't look jist happy ter-day," 
 said the old hunter in an inquiring \vay. 
 
 " The heart of O-kee-mul gee is sad; he loves 
 the Bright Eyes of the Cheyenne*, aad his 
 people are at war with her people," was the 
 disconsolate reply of the love-sick Indian. 
 
 4< Yas, it did look as tho' thar were a lee tie 
 war atween yer, ther day I seen yer fust ; but 
 what does yer keer a durn fer ther warriors ef 
 yer loves ther gal? 
 
 "Ther' hain't no law agW lovin' as I hes 
 heerd on, an* I think yer oughter sail in an' git 
 ther gal." 
 
 "That is what O kee mul-gee's heart tells 
 him." 
 
 " Then why in condemnation don't yer do 
 it, O kee?" 
 
 " The braves of the Cheyennes seek the scalp 
 of the Ute chief." 
 
 "That are true, an' you w'u'dn't tarn up 
 yer nose at ther scalp o' a Cheyenne, are my 
 opinion, an' has them at I helped yei- git hang- 
 in' on to yer belt now. 
 
 "But ef I loved a gal I'd git her, providin' 
 she retarned thet love, ef her pa were a griz- 
 zly an' her ma were a pant'er." 
 
 "The Bright Eyes loves O kee-mul-gee a* 
 the flowers the rain." 
 
 " Then she are dead stuck on yer, Injun, an* 
 hev it bad : so why in tarnal natur don't yer 
 git her?" 
 
 " Her village is far from here." 
 
 "Not so durned far but that yya. kin git 
 thar in a day an' night's ride." 
 
 " My people wish me not to have the Bright 
 Eyes for a squaw." 
 
 "Is you selectin' squaws ter please yer peo- 
 ple, or yerself ?" 
 
 " For O- kee-mul-gee." 
 
 " Then durn ther dif'rence. 
 
 "Ther gal loves yer, you say, ai* you hes 
 got it bad, I kin see, so you ougbr r hev her, 
 an' I'll be ther man ter help yer git ier." 
 
 The chief held forth his hand GO the old 
 hunker, and that settled it that the two were 
 allies in a good cause. 
 
 Old Grizzly at once set to work o prepare 
 for his trip, gave his animals all a ?ood feed, 
 called to Calamity to follow him, i A mount- 
 ing his best horse rode out of the valley , ac- 
 companied by the Indian. 
 
 The location of the Cheyenne can ) the chief 
 well knew, and the two arrived in t 'jht of the 
 village fires just after sunset. 
 
 It was a bright moonlight night, md on the 
 trail leading to the village the '. idian and 
 white man lay in ambush, having concealed 
 i their horses some distance off. 
 
 There they crouched upon the ground, plot- 
 ting some way to see the girl, or a ptaa It 
 
8 
 
 Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 enter the village, when they saw a form ap- 
 proaching. 
 
 It was soon discovered to be an Indian of 
 immense stature, and with a chief's head- 
 dress on. 
 
 " It is the Black Cloud of theCheyennes," 
 whispered O-kee-mul-gee. 
 
 " Then he are as agreeable ter me as ther 
 gal, fer I hes heard hard tales regardin' thet 
 red brute ag'in'tLer whites," replied Grizzly, 
 bringing his rifle to a ready. 
 
 But the chief laid his grip firmly upon the 
 rifle, and said: 
 
 ' Don't let the great white hunter be a pap- 
 poose; the village of his people lies yonder." 
 
 "I hain't no durned fool, Injun; but I are 
 goin' ter be ready ter keep thet Black Cloud 
 from ever presidin' over another lodge pow- 
 wow, ef I loses my ha'r an' yourn too. 
 
 " I'll be quiet ontil I see elf he can't be tuk 
 another way." 
 
 The chief in the mean time had halted 
 near a small waterfall, which came bounding 
 over a cliff, and in the moonlight looked like 
 streams of gold, silver and crimson. 
 
 He stood back in the shadow of a tree, as 
 though waiting for somebody, and like a 
 statue of bronze he remained. 
 
 Presently another form was visible, com- 
 ing toward the waterfall, and the moonlight 
 showed that it was a woman. 
 
 "We is goin' ter see two lovers make 
 durned fools o' themselves," muttered Old 
 Grizzly. 
 
 " It is the Bright Eyes," said the chief. 
 
 "Then yer goose are cooked, fer she has 
 gone back on you, same as wimmins will." 
 
 " The pale-pace speaks crooked; the Bright 
 Eyes is true." 
 
 " She are crooked, or she'd never cum out 
 heur ter meet thet Injun. 
 
 "Let ther gal go, O kee, an' we'll take ther 
 Black Cloud in out o'ther wet." 
 
 The chief made no reply, only pressed his 
 hand the harder upon the arm of Old Griz- 
 zly, to restrain him. 
 
 CHAPTER VI. 
 
 A FLIGHT AND A FIGHT. 
 
 " SAY, Injun, you kin take ther gal an' I'll 
 take ther Injun" again whispered Old 
 Grizzly, now determined to capture the chief, 
 who was known to all the settlers, miners 
 and f-^rts, as a red-handed murderer of the 
 worst kind, and so wary that he eluded all 
 efforts to capture or kill him. 
 
 In the mean time Bright Eyes, as O-kee- 
 mul-gee said the maiden was, came to the 
 fall and glanced at the waters for an Instant 
 in silence. 
 
 Then she stepped forward and bending 
 her head let the spray fall upon her long 
 
 " Is there fire in the brain of the Bright 
 Eyes, that she Jets the falling waters caress It?" 
 
 The maiden started at the voice of Black 
 Cloud, whose presence she had not suspected; 
 but turning quickly toward him, answered: 
 
 " Yes, and in the heart of the Bright Eyes 
 too, there is fire, and sorrow, and the Medi- 
 cine Chief told her to come to the falling 
 waters, and joy would again fall upon her. 
 
 " She has obeyed the great Medicine Chief 
 and has come, to find here the Black Cloud, 
 whose love has frozen her heart." 
 
 "Ther gal ar' squar', Pard O-kee, SD you 
 are prime as the top do? in ther fight. 
 
 " Now fer biz, as I looks arter ther King 
 Bee, an' you take ther gaV 
 
 As he spoke, and quick as movement could 
 be made. Old Grizzly threw his lariat. 
 
 Over the head of the Black Cloud it fell, 
 and the huge Indian was jerked to the ground 
 with a force that was almost stunning. 
 
 Ere he could resist the hunter was upon 
 him, his hands tightening the coil upon hia 
 throat, until resistance was wholly useless. 
 
 In the mean time the Ute chief had sprung 
 to the aid of the hunter, until he saw how 
 readily he managed the Cheyenne, and then 
 he darted after Bright Eyes, who had bound- 
 ed away like a deer. 
 
 Calling her by name, she had halted, and 
 after a few earnest words, the two cs.me 
 back together just as Old Grizzly had secure- 
 ly bound the Cheyenne, and was trying to 
 force a gag into his mouth. 
 
 But, with the pressure upon his throat re- 
 lieved, Black Cloud burst forth in one long, 
 loud, ringing war-whoop, that was heard in 
 every part of the village. 
 
 Several times the sledge-hammer-like fist 
 of the hunter fe 1 ! upon the face and head of 
 the Indian, throwing him, and then raising* 
 him in his arras, as though he had be<;a a 
 child, Old Grizzly bounded away, crying: 
 
 " Come, O-kee, you an' thes gal, ef sho in- 
 tends ter slope with yer. " 
 
 They needed no second invitation, for an- 
 swering war-cries came from the village, and 
 at great speed they fled through the forest, 
 to the spot where the Indian and hunter had 
 left their horses, one having been brought for 
 Bright Eyes. 
 
 "Here, Injuns, we'll strap ther Cheyenne 
 onto my animile." 
 
 "And the pale-face hunter?" generously 
 asked the Indian. 
 
 " Don't yer mind me, fer I were born able 
 ter take car' o' myself; you take ther gal an' 
 ther Cheyenne an' light out, an' don't lose no 
 time, an' I will come on foot." 
 
 " O-kee-mul-gee is no snake-heart, to leave 
 his white brother." 
 
 "Injun, ef yer don't stop chinnin', I'm 
 durned ef I don't knock yer ia iher head,straj> 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 yer on that animile, an* send ther gal off ter 
 take keer o' yer. 
 
 " Git, fer them condemned Injuns is raisin* 
 chained lightnin' yonder, an' you bed better 
 travel fast, or they might be fingerin' yer 
 scalp afore mornin'. 
 
 " Now here ig my animile ready with his 
 load, so git." 
 
 As he spoke the hunter handed the rein to 
 the chief, and Bright Eyes having already 
 sprung upon her horse, the two set off, leading 
 Old Grizzly's horse, with the captive securely 
 bound upon his back. 
 
 " Go straight fer yer village, an' Til be 
 along afore Christmas," shouted the hunter, 
 .und he looked at his arms, shook himself to- 
 gether, and turned to run for the nearest 
 she ter in the hills, when he came full up 
 aga ft an Indian warrior, who was creeping 
 apoo him. 
 
 1 hough taken by surprise, Old Grizzly did 
 not lose his presence of mind in the slightest 
 degree, but caught the uplifted hand that held 
 the knife, and clinching with the red-skin, a 
 sav ige fight at once began. 
 
 Urizzly Adams well knew that he had no 
 tin e to lose in a hand-to-hand fight, for the 
 Indians could now be heard at the water-fall, 
 and their voices told that there were many of 
 them. 
 
 His adversary was a strong young Indian, 
 but no match for the hunter, and within half 
 a minute the fight ended, by a knife being 
 buried in the heart of the red-skin. 
 
 "I'll borrer yer skulp, Injun, ef yer cause 
 <ne ter lose mine," said Old Grizzly, and he 
 tore the scalp-lock from the warrior's head, 
 seized his rifle, and again started to leave. 
 
 But just then three red-skins bounded over 
 the ridge, not a hundred feet away, and stood 
 in <;he full light of the moon. 
 
 " Guess I'll 1'arn 'em a Sunday schule lesson 
 ter do ter my Injun neighbors as they w'u'd do 
 ter me," muttered Old Grizzly, and throwing 
 hia rifle forward he fired just as it reached a 
 let el. 
 
 With a ringing death-cry the center warrior 
 sunk in hia tracks, while the other two quickly 
 bounded to cover beyond the ridge. 
 
 As Old Grizzly had calculated, this taught 
 them caution, and gave him a chance to de- 
 caup, which he did with the speed of a deer. 
 
 "They'll think it are a whole tribe, an' not 
 on man, an' they'll go durned slow ontil day- 
 break, an' ef my leg-tackle holds out, I'll be a 
 long way off then. 
 
 "Jerushal but I are gittin' ter be a prime 
 Inj\m-fighter." 
 
 lo saying Old Grizzly stopped for a short 
 *est, having run a long distance. 
 
 But he soon resumed his flight again, 
 keeping up a rapid and steady walk until 
 when to his delight bo 4escrie4 
 
 mul-gee the Cheyenne not far ahead of him, 
 they having had to make a detour of a moun- 
 tain which the horses could not cross. 
 
 Old Grizzly hailed them with delight and 
 they continued their flight toward the Chey- 
 enne village, O-kee-mul-gee making the hunter 
 ride his horse. 
 
 CHAPTER VIT. 
 
 OLD GRIZZLY'S INJUN TRAP. 
 
 WITH the dawn of day the Cheyennes had 
 assembled ready for red work, for they had 
 been fearful of moving by night, not knowing 
 but that a lurking foe was ready to throw 
 themselves upon their village, as soon as ita 
 warriors had gone. 
 
 Discovering the trails left by the two daring 
 men, who bad kidnapped, though with her 
 consent, the Bright Eyes, they at once knew, 
 when the maiden's tracks were seen at the 
 water-fall, and her absence made known, that 
 they had to look for her in the village of the 
 Utes. 
 
 As the wife of the Ute chief, O kee-mul gee, 
 or Dealh-on-the-trail, as was his Indian name 
 interpreted, the young Cheyenne braves no 
 longer cared for the lovely Bright Eyes they 
 had tried so hard to win; but they longed to 
 visit upon her and their hated foe a fearful 
 vengeance. 
 
 They had believed that he had, single-handed, 
 killed the warriors that had pursued him on hi* 
 former attempt to steal the Bright Eyes, and 
 they were most anxious to capture so great a 
 chief. 
 
 When the trails told the facts of the case, for 
 the Indians read them as we would an open 
 book, they were enraged with themselves to 
 think that two warriors, as they believed the 
 Ute and Old Grizzly to be, had come to their 
 very village and captured their chief and the 
 beauty of their tribe. 
 
 The trails also showed them that the three 
 horses had gone one way, and a moccasined 
 foot another, and both of them were followed. 
 
 Under the next ranking chief after Black 
 Cloud the Cheyennes hotly pursued the trails, 
 which neither the Ute or Old Grizzly bad 
 attempted to conceal, and arriving at the point 
 where the hunter joined the chief, with Bright 
 Eyes and his captive, the two bands met, and 
 pressed on toward the Ute village. 
 
 Whether it was his bringing in Black Cloud 
 as a prisoner, or the story he told of the Bright 
 Eyes having saved his life a year before when 
 he was a captive to the Cheyennes, or the 
 leant v of tho Indian girl, I do not know; but 
 certain it is that O-kee-mul gee carried the day, 
 was greeted with pleasure, and the maiden 
 received a warm welcome into the Ute village. 
 
 Torn tlie warriors assembled to meet the 
 't ties, and under the advioe <rf Old 
 
10 
 
 Old Grizzly Adr.ms, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 Grizzly, instead of waiting to be attacked, 
 
 sallbd forth to meet the foe. 
 
 Selecting a canyon five miles from the Ute 
 village, Old Grizzly said that there was the 
 place to ambush the Cheyennes, and in less 
 time than a military company could have gone 
 through the manual of arms, four hundred Ute 
 warriors were lying in wait for tlieir enemies. 
 
 It was just sunset of the second day after 
 the flight that the Cheyennes walked into the 
 trap set for them, and then commenced a most 
 sanguinary battle, which ended in the hasty 
 flight of the Cheyennes and the secuiing of 
 many scalps by the Utes. 
 
 All through the fight Old Grizzly had done 
 splendid work for his red allies, and gained for 
 himself the Indian name White Death, for at 
 every flash of his rifle and pistols a Cheyenne 
 had bitten the dust. 
 
 " Thet are my first great battle, Injun pards, 
 an' it are suthin' ter remember up ter Jedge- 
 mint, ef I are livin' then, an' I s'pose fightin* 
 are correct, fer ther's fightin' in Ther Book 
 clean through from Genesis to Deuteronomy, 
 ef my pious larnin' are good. 
 
 " But yer kin gather in ther skulps, an' Til 
 skip back ter my den an' feed tber b'ars an' 
 other animiles 'fore thar is ther devil ter pay 
 thar. 
 
 " O kee, I may drop in at yer weddin' in a 
 day or two, fer I s'pose yer'il hev one," and 
 with a wave of his hand Old Grizzly shouldered 
 his rifle and started for his own ranch, leaving 
 the Utes rejoicing in the canyon, where he 
 had laid so successful an ambuscade, and which 
 to this day is known as Old Grizzly's Injun 
 
 Trap Canyon. 
 
 CHAPTER VIIL 
 
 BEFRIENDING A FOE. 
 
 RETURNING to his ranch Old Grizzly found 
 his menagerie all right, though very hungry, 
 and in fact so exceedingly ravenous^that they 
 lookad at him with longing eye, as though 
 anxious to test the quality of his flesh. 
 
 The hunter recognized this in their actions 
 and looks, and growled forth: 
 
 " Yer needn't sot eyes on me, critters, fer 
 /er'd find me tough chawin'; keep still an' I'll 
 give yer suthin' ter soothe yer troubled souls; 
 ef yer don't keep still, I'll give yer a lickin' 
 thet wi 1 stretch yer hides an' make yer grow." 
 
 One by one the hunter then fed his savage 
 pets, from bis meat store-room, which he 
 always kept well filled, and then sought the 
 rest he so much needed. 
 
 The next day he started on a visit to the 
 (Jte village. 
 
 " Ter be boss mourner at ther weddin', fer 
 them durned Injuns can't git along 'ithout me 
 nohow, "' as he e> pressed it. 
 
 Arriving in sight of the village be did not 
 
 take long to discover that something of an un- 
 usual nature was progressing. 
 
 Drawing nearer to the lines of tepees, that 
 composed the Indian town, he saw the entire 
 population gathered upon the open meadow, 
 and engaged in some performance that certain- 
 ly had great attractions for the Utes, what- 
 ever it might have for the other participants. 
 
 " Them durned Injuns is makin' it lively fer 
 ther captives," muttered Old Grizzly, as he 
 walked forward and joined the head chief, re- 
 turning the grunts of welcome he received 
 from all, by a constant nodding of his head. 
 
 O-kee-mul gee greeted him in a most frieudly 
 way, and at a glance Old Grizzly saw the 
 cause of the commotion. 
 
 Tied to a tree were two forms, and arou&d 
 their feet, as high up as their knees, were 
 piled fagots all ready to set on fire. 
 
 One was the Cheyenne chief, Black Cloud, 
 calm, defiant, and bleeding from several 
 wounds he bad received. 
 
 The other was an Indian youth of sixteen, 
 with a fearless, handsome face, and whose ap- 
 pearance indicated that he was neither Chey- 
 enne or Ute. 
 
 He was not wounded, yet it was evident 
 that he was to suffer the fearful fate of being 
 burnt to death at the stake. 
 
 In a few words Old Grizzly, was told that 
 Black Cloud had proven himsehf a great chief, 
 for he cad not only, in the trials of courage 
 and strength, defeated the three Ute warriors 
 pitted against him, but had successfully run the 
 gantlt<t of fire against fearful odds, thereby 
 winning his freedom by Indian law. 
 
 But so great was the hatred of the Utes for 
 Black Cloud, and their fear of him, they had 
 determined not to let him go free, but to burn 
 him at the stake, and thus end their enemy 
 forever. 
 
 " Yer say he hev bed a tussle with ther 
 warriors?" asked the hunter seriously. 
 
 " Yes," was the reply of the chief, 
 
 " How many?" 
 
 " Three." 
 
 "An' licked 'em?" 
 
 The chief nodded. 
 
 " Then he run the death gantletf 
 
 Again a nod. 
 
 "Yer promise Injuns the'r lives ef they 
 makes thet dangersome trip don't yer?" 
 
 " The hunter speaks straight." 
 
 "I knows thet, but you is actin' dog-goned 
 crooked." 
 
 " How?" uttered more as an ejaculation than 
 as a question. 
 
 " I sees ther Cheyenne tied to ther tree ter 
 burn, an' yer has broke yer word ter him." 
 
 "The Death-on-the trail would spare him; 
 but my young warriors will not 1/rten," said 
 the Ute chief. 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 It 
 
 " No use o' beta' a chief onless yer is a whole 
 chief clean through, says I." 
 
 " The young braves' voices are loud." 
 
 "Yas, too durned loud; but barkin' dorgs 
 Ion' bite, I hes heerd, an' I'll jist give 'em a 
 ihance to tackle me." 
 
 " What would my pale-face brother do?" , 
 Asked the Ute chief in alarm. 
 
 " I has a way o' actin' better than I talks, i 
 an' I'll show yer." 
 
 So saying Old Grizzly stepped up to the tree 
 and fearlessly severed the bonds of Black 
 Cloud. 
 
 The Cheyenne gazed with amazement upon 
 him, and the Ute warriors uttered a howl of 
 commingled surprise and rage. 
 
 But, nothing daunted, Old Grizzly faced 
 them, and speaking to an Indian who spoke i 
 English well, said in his quaint way: 
 
 " Jist interpret ter them red-skin braves thet i 
 that thar priz'ner are my meat. 
 
 " I tu,k him in out o' ther wet, an' guv him 
 to ther chief ; but I hes 1'arnt how ter be a In- j 
 jun-giver, an' as them dog-goned warriors hes 
 broke faith with him, arter he hes proved him- 
 self ther boss o' 'em all, I says they hain't 
 a-goin' ter harm him." 
 
 The words of the daring white warrior were 
 received with anger and excitement, which 
 was but slightly allayed when the chief sided 
 with him. 
 
 They were determined to wring from the 
 great Cheyenne chief a cry of pain, or fright, 
 end would not readily give up the, to them, 
 delightful spectacle of the brave, but cruel, 
 Black Cloud being burned at the stake. 
 
 " I hes spoke, an ef I lose my ha'r I'll be 
 heur ter back up my words, fer yer hain't no 
 braves, ef yer goes back on yer words like 
 thet. 
 
 " Ther Cheyenne are mine, an' ef I bed n't 
 showed yer a leetle trick in ther canyon, yer'd 
 be a-humpin' it over ther mount'ins now, with ! 
 some o' ye left ahind, an' yer village in ther 
 ban's o' ther Cheyennes. 
 
 "So I says ther Black Cloud shall hev a 
 show." 
 
 The Cheyenne chief spoke the Ute tongue, 
 having learned it when for a long time a cap- 
 tive among them when a boy, and he under- 
 stood well all that was said by the interpreter, 
 and gazed upon Old Grizzly with admiration 
 *Dd thankfulness. 
 
 The Utes, however, still shook their heads, 
 and Old Grizzly went on: 
 
 "I'll tell yer what ter do, fer thar are boun 1 
 ter be a compromise heur. 
 
 "Jist give thet chief his weepins, let him 
 leave ther village, an' when ther sun makes 
 ther shadow o' this tree tech yonder rock, every 
 durned one o' yer young warriors as wants ter 
 win a great name jist go in persuit. 
 
 "What does yer say, Injuns?" 
 
 Some, the greater number Indeed, favored 
 the old hunter, on whose side they knew their 
 chief to be; hut there was one ugly chief that 
 refused, and said Black Cloud must burn at the 
 stake. 
 
 "Look heur, yer ugly old varmint, as yer 
 wants a circus so much, durned ef I don't give 
 yer one. 
 
 " They calls you a terrer in this heur vil- 
 lage, an' durned ef I don't believe you is, fer 
 yer looks it, an' wuss, too. 
 
 "But I'll fight yer fer yer opinion right 
 heur." 
 
 Blue Snake, the warrior so suddenly chal- 
 lenged, scowled savagely at Old Grizzly and 
 replied that he would fight the Cheyenne, or 
 the white hunter, either. 
 
 " No, ther Cheyenne hain't happy arter ther 
 fun he hev hed already, an' he hain't ekal ter 
 you jist now; but I'll tackle yer, jist ter give 
 ther red sports heur a circus, so sail in, an' ef I 
 brings yer ter grass yer hev ter shut up. " 
 
 Blue Snake seemed to wish to fight with 
 tomahawks or knives, but Old Grizzly said: 
 
 " No, this hev got ter be a rastle, or knock 
 dowr., fer ef we uses weepins I'll kill yer, an' 
 thet w'u'd bring bad blood atween your f ambly 
 an' mine. 
 
 "No, fight me squar' stan'-up, an' then shet 
 up, ef yer is licked, an' it are my opinion yer 
 will be." 
 
 This novel challenge seemed to change the 
 current of thought, and all wanted to see the 
 fight, and as Blue Snake was generally hated, 
 hoped he would get whipped, while, if it must 
 end by the escape of the Cheyenne, if Old Griz- 
 zly was defeated, they hoped the latter would 
 get the worst of it. 
 
 Thus they balanced between two opinions. 
 
 "If the Blue Snake conquers the White 
 Death the Cheyenne must die?" that wily chief 
 asked through the interpreter. 
 
 " Yas, I are agreed," was the indifferent re- 
 ply of Old Grizzly, and he stripped for the en- 
 counter, placing his arms in the care of Death- 
 on the- trail, while he muttered: 
 
 " All Injuns is honest, but then they ia so 
 durned much alike as two peas, thet it are hard 
 ter pick out ther thief, ef any aritcMe are 
 missin', an' my weepins hain't ter be took off, 
 pard Injun, or thar will be a yarthquake in 
 this heur camp-meetin' o' red-skins." 
 
 CHAPTER {X. 
 
 THE FIGHT. 
 
 " HETJB \* i is, red-skins, so pay 
 an' take yer ch'ice. 
 
 " Tl is are my cirkiss, an' I are ready ter 
 tackle ther Blue Snake fer ther eddification o' 
 yer all. big air* leetle, ole an' young, squaw a* 
 pap} v<so, he, she or 
 
Old Grizzly Adams* the Bear Tamer. 
 
 S'ich was Old Grizzly's announcement of 
 his readiness for the fray \vith the Blue 
 Snake, as that cunning warrior came from 
 his tepee stripped to his leggings, and with 
 his body greased for the fight. 
 
 He \vas a most muscular specimen of hu- 
 manity, as he stood waiting for the fight, and 
 those who knew his great strength and 
 agility already settled the affair in his favor. 
 
 But there were two present w T ho had some 
 doubts of Blae Snake's ability to conquer Old 
 Grizzly, and these men were the Ute chief 
 and the Cheyenne, Black Cloud. 
 
 The former had seen him handle the Chey- 
 enne, and the latter had felt how easily he 
 had been handled by the white hunter. 
 
 Grizzly Adams was not a man of gigantic 
 stature, yet his bones were like iron and his 
 muscles were as hard as leather, while 
 his movements were as quick as a flash, 
 and his hand had the untiring grip of a bull* 
 dog. 
 
 He was in moccasins^ leggings and hunting- 
 shirt, and had wisely thrown aside his wolf 
 hat and coat, which, in imitation of Joseph's 
 coat of many colors, he had made of many 
 skins, for it included a part of the hide of 
 every animal with fur that he had killed. 
 
 "I am ready, Blue Snake, an' ef I don't 
 worry yer, I hev mistook my man. 
 
 "Come on, yer snaky varmint!" cried Old 
 Grizzly. 
 
 Although Blue Snake did not understand 
 the words of the white man, he knew that 
 he was ready for the fight, and with the 
 bound of a panther sprung toward him. 
 
 Instead of meeting the Indian with a blow, 
 as all expected him to do, Old Grizzly simp- 
 ly squatted quickly upon the ground, and 
 the impetus of Blue Snake carried him over, 
 and tripped by his adversary, he fell heavily 
 to the earth. 
 
 Instantly Grizzly Adams arose to a stand- 
 ing position, while the Indian stumbled to his 
 feet furious at his fall, and once more rushed 
 upon him, but not with a bound as before. 
 
 Again the wnite man proved himself a for- 
 midable champion to attack, for when Blue 
 Snake s hands were almost upon his throat, 
 he stepped quickly one side, and at the game 
 time delivered a stunning blow upon the 
 red-skin's head that knocked him down. 
 
 It was evident that Blue Snake was sur- 
 prised, as were also his comrades; but he 
 again arose and attacked the white man, this 
 time waiking cautiously toward him. 
 
 A few rapid blows passed between them, 
 Old Grizzly warding off those of the Indian, 
 and each time planting his own fist in the 
 face of his adversary with telling effect. 
 
 Finding that he could not stand up under 
 that ircn fist, Blue Snake sprung upon the 
 imnter aad clinched with him* 
 
 In this style of fighting he had always 
 proven a victor, and he expected to redeem 
 himself in the eyes of his people by quickly 
 bringing the hunter to grass. 
 
 But his chagrin was bitter indeed, and the 
 excitement of the lookers-on great, when 
 Grizzly Adams seized the Indian in his 
 powerful arms, pressed him against him with 
 such power that his right arm was useless, 
 and rained blows upon his face, fore arm 
 and body with such telling eff 3Ct that when 
 he released him, Blue Snake dropped f o the 
 ground a badly used-up man. 
 
 ' 1 guess I hev won thet leetle game, Pard 
 O-kee," quietly said Old Grizzly, paying no 
 attention to the angry glr.nces the Blue 
 Snake's friends cast upon him. 
 
 "The pale-face is a great chief, and the 
 Black Cloud is his captive," was O kee-rr ul- 
 gee's calm reply, and he glanced somewhat 
 anxiously toward the prostrate Blue Snake, 
 as though he feared Grizzly Adams had 
 killed him. 
 
 The hunter understood the look, and said: 
 
 "Ob, he hain't hurt, only a leetle jammed 
 about Ihe face, an' it may make him more 
 han'somer, fer it can't sp'ile his looks any. 
 
 "I'll fetch him round." 
 
 Taking up his coat and arms, for he did 
 not wish to be longer without them, he took 
 a flask from his pocket, and walking over to 
 where the Indian lay, poured a swallow r of 
 liquor down his throat, at the ame t me 
 throwing a gourd of water, which Br ght 
 Eyes had brought, into his face. 
 
 The effect of the liquor or water, or berth, 
 was magical, for Blue Snake rallied at once, 
 and rising to his feet went limping away to 
 his tepee, tne expression on his face proving 
 that he was forever the bitter foe of Old 
 Grizzly Adams, who saw it, and with a light 
 laugh said : 
 
 " Thet old red nigger hain't got a forgivin' 
 natur', hev he, O kee?" 
 
 CHAPTER X. 
 
 THE PAWNEE BOY. 
 
 " Now, Pard Injin, L s'pose *her Cheyenne 
 kin git?" and Grizzly Adams turned 1o O-kee- 
 mui%ee, who answered : 
 
 " The Ute chief's tongue ?s not crooked." 
 
 " I are delighted ter know it, fer thai be 
 so many crooked tongues, it are a relish ter 
 find one thet hain't. 
 
 " Come, Black Cloud, an' git ready f>t a 
 rapid travel, ef yer don't want yer ua'r 
 raised," and Old Grizzly turned to the Chey- 
 enne, who said in tolerable English: 
 
 "The pale-face hunter is a mighty chief: 
 he has saved the life of the Black Cloud, ana 
 the tepees of my people shall be his home," 
 
 ' ' Ihas a home, th&ak yer, aa' 1 4on't invite 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 f er thar, seein' as I expects yer'll come any 
 time you think yer'd like a lock o' my ha'r 
 ter derwide round yer willage. 
 
 " Ef I did right, I s'pose I oughter shoot 
 yer; but I are a man ter take ther weaker 
 side, an' I tharfore tells yer ter git, an' yer 
 knows whether it are best ter git lively or 
 not. 
 
 " Thar be ther weeping I tuk from yer, an' 
 I guesses yer knows ther trail home. 
 
 ' Yer hes done a heap o' barm ter white 
 folks, I'll sw'ar, but I are a fa'r play gerloot, 
 an' as yer were in a leetle diffikiity I helped 
 yer out. 
 
 Now travel" 
 
 The Indian did not master all that was said 
 to him, but he felt kindly toward the hunter 
 and looked it. 
 
 Taking his arms, he turned toward O-kee- 
 mul gee and his warriors, looked them defiantly 
 in the eyes, drew from his pouch some black 
 paint and smeared it over his face, in token 
 that it was war to the end between his tribe 
 and the Utes, and strode boldly from the village. 
 There were scores of young warriors who 
 wanted to follow him knowing that he was 
 wounded and weak, and try conclusions with 
 him, once he was free of the village; but they 
 caught the eyes of fearless Old Grizzly Adams 
 f.xed warningly upon them, and in terror of 
 his terrible rifle, remained where they were, 
 watching the bold chief until he disappeared in 
 the distant forest. 
 
 It was evident that Old Grizzly expected 
 trouble, from the manner in which he kept 
 his weapons ready for use; but when the 
 Cheyenne had gone from sight, and no one had 
 started on his trail that he could see, the hun- 
 ter turned to the boy, who was still tied to the 
 tree, and asked quietly: 
 " Who are he, O-kee?" 
 
 ' A Pawnee boy, we caught fighting with 
 the Cheyennes," was the answer. 
 " Hain't afraid of him, be yerr 
 "The Death-on the-trail knows no fear," 
 was the haughty response. 
 
 "You've got grit, I know; but yer don't 
 ihow it, ter keep thet boy tied, an' burn him, 
 as yer intended." 
 
 " He was a young brave, an' took the scalps 
 of two of my warriors." 
 
 "Like as not, fer he looks as tho' he loved 
 sculps; but yer hain't a-goin' ter set him on fire 
 fer it." 
 
 " My young men must see their foe die." 
 " Not ef Old Grizzly Adams kin save him. 
 " 1 are a reg'lar made Injun o' this heur 
 tribe, sin' ther dav I helped vou out o' a fix, 
 an' I knows tnet a chief Kin claim a ycung 
 captive as a son, an' thet are what I does now. 
 " I lays m.y nipper on this heur boy as my 
 on, an' ther Bed nigger in this heur camp as 
 ays no, then he'd better reckon up what be 
 
 hev got ter leave his fambly an' call in ther 
 lawyer ter make his will, an' ther parson o' 
 ther tribe ter start him straight, fer he goes 
 lickity-split ter ther Happy Huntin* Grounds 
 o' good Injuns." 
 
 As Old Grizzly spoke he once more boldly 
 defied the red-skins in their own village, by 
 severing the bonds of a captive. 
 
 " Young 'un, you is my boy, so come along," 
 said the old hunter, and the youth clung close 
 to him, fearless, yet with evident belief that 
 his foes would throw themselves upon him. 
 
 Buft the warriors had too much awe of Old 
 Grizzly to make any such an attempt, and 
 looked upon him as a special pet of the Great 
 Spirit, some of them believing that he was an 
 ^vil spirit even, for they knew of his having 
 made captives some of the most savage beasts 
 of the mountains, and almost daily was adding 
 to bis collection. 
 
 Silently the Pawnee boy followed him, and 
 leaving the village of O kee-mul-gee, Old 
 Grizzly went straight to his secret retreat 
 
 The Indian boy seemed more ierrified at the 
 wild animals which the old hunter bad for 
 pets, than he had been in the presence of his 
 human foes, and seeing it, Old Grizzly said, 
 though he well knew that the youth could 
 understand but little what he was talking about: 
 
 "Young Injun, this are my house, an' heur 
 are my fambly, sich as it are. 
 
 "They is young cubs, most of 'eoj, but they 
 are bein' riz up' ter full growth, an' I are 
 trainin' 'em for a purpose which Injuns knows 
 nothin' about, seein' as how thar is no cirkiss 
 ever comes inter these heur parts, an' it are 
 lucky fer it thet it don't. 
 
 " I needs jist such a likely chap as you be 
 ter hang roun 1 an' keep ther animiles stirred up 
 when I are absint on a hunt, an' I'm thinkin' 
 yer will sarve me well, an' yer oughter, fer I 
 saved yer gittin' scorched. 
 
 " Ef yer plays a card ag'in' me, Til chop yer 
 up fer mince-mest fer ther b'ars; but ef yer 
 sarves me well, I'll make a man o' yer." 
 
 "Wild Wolf love hunter," said the boy, 
 putting together what few words ha knew in 
 English. 
 
 " I believe yer is a young liar, but I'll trust 
 yer, an' yer'll be Tame Wolf afore long. 
 
 " Thar are yer sleepin' roost, an' thar are no 
 need o' tellin' yer whar ther grub be, fer yer 
 hev a fine nose fer wittals, or I miscalkilates." 
 
 Whether the young Indian, Wild Wolf, was 
 true or treacherous to the man who had saved 
 his life the reader will discover in the future 
 adventures of Old Grizzly Adams, told in these 
 page* 
 
14 
 
 Old Ctrizxiy Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 CHAPTER XL 
 
 A THWARTED ASSASSIN. 
 
 IN the time that Old Grizzly Adams had 
 been a sojourner in the Rocky Mountains, he 
 bad accomplished wonders, for, when fortune 
 favored him in aiding the TJte chief in his bat- 
 tle with the Cheyennes, it afterward clung to 
 him in his hunts, and it was not long before he 
 had secured a good start toward his menagerie, 
 having caught in traps, and starved to submis- 
 sion several large bears and wolves, and cap- 
 tured a number of the young of nea/ly all 
 kirn is of wiid beasts that dwelt in the vast wil- 
 derness where h^ made his home. 
 
 His aiding O kee-mul-gee again, in kidnap- 
 ping Bright Eyes, and bold release of Black 
 Cloud endeare.'vl the Utes more to him, while 
 the Cheyenne chief, who safely reached his 
 people after tois being set free, commanded 
 that the lon/ white man of the mountains 
 should never be molested by any of his war- 
 riors. 
 
 The old hv.flter was therefore in clover, so to 
 speak, as far as being molested by any of the 
 Indians w;*^ concerned, and could pursue his 
 dangerous occupation in peace, where human 
 kind werfi concerned. 
 
 But though he was surrounded by atfimals he 
 had tamod in a great degree, his desire to add 
 to his n.enagerie led him daily into most des- 
 perate dangers, and caused him to receive 
 many >xn ugly wound, that would have been 
 the death of most men. 
 
 Onfi day, some months after his bringing 
 Wild Wolf to his den, Old Grizzly started on 
 the trail of a huge grizzly, he had been most 
 anxious to catch or kill. 
 
 He left the Indian boy alone in the cabin, 
 for he had come to trust him, having learned 
 that he had been captured when very young by 
 the Cheyejnnes, and adopted into their tribe, 
 though never with his own consent, for he did 
 not love the natural foes of his own race. 
 
 The Indian boy had turned out a willing ser- 
 vant, and was a great aid to the old hunter, to 
 whom ba seemed most devoted. 
 
 He had learned English tolerably well, or 
 such English as Old Grizzly could teach him, 
 for the hunter had almost wholly dropped into 
 the border dialect, and it was growing more 
 and more upon him. 
 
 Then, too, Wild Wolf had learned to shoot a 
 rife and pistol, and become a dead shot with 
 each,, and Old Grizzly was very proud of his 
 pupil 
 
 When dark came and the hunter had not re- 
 turned the Indian boy threw the allowance of 
 food to the animals, ate his humble supper, and 
 was about to turn in for the night, when he 
 uddenly descried the moon peering up over 
 (he cliff. 
 
 He stopped to glance at tt an instant, as per- 
 
 haps It recalled thoughts of Ms far away 
 people, from whom he had been so long separ- 
 ated, when suddenly he saw a form cross Its 
 disk. 
 
 It was the form of an Indian warrior, and be 
 stood out in bold relief, against the bright lace 
 of the moon. 
 
 Who could he be? 
 
 What was he doing there? 
 
 The latter question that flashed through the 
 mind of the Pawnee boy, was answered by 
 seeing the Indian reach up and tie a rope to 
 the branches of a tree that grew back a few 
 feet from the edge of the cliff. 
 
 Then he took the coil and lowered it do*n 
 into the valley. 
 
 The next instant he swung himself over thp 
 edge and disappeared from the sight of the 
 Pawnee, for he was in the shadow of the cliff, 
 but Wild Wolf knew that be WHS descending 
 into the canyon by means of the rope. 
 
 Quietly he slipped into the cabin and buckled 
 on the the extra belt of arms Old Grizzly had 
 brought with him, and which he allowed the 
 youth to use. 
 
 Then he glided out of the cabin and brought 
 with him a roll of skins. 
 
 These he quickly laid upon a large buffalo 
 robe, and, with the aid of the Old Grizzly's 
 hats and a pair of boots, made a dummy that 
 certainly looked like the hunter asleep. 
 
 Back in the shadow of the rock the boy then 
 crept and waited. 
 
 Ere long he saw a dark form approaching 
 from the direction of the canyon. 
 
 Calamity, the hunter's dog, had accompanied 
 his master that day, and as the intruder came 
 not by the entrance to the valley, he would 
 not be seen by the grizzly bear on post, and 
 which Old Grizzly had trained as a sentinel. 
 
 Nearer and nearer the form came toward 
 the cabin, until be halted in the shadow of a 
 rock not far away. 
 
 But Wild Wolf was as patient as a cat 
 watching a mouse, and waited without the tre- 
 mor of a muscle. 
 
 It was evident the Indian saw the pretended 
 form lying on the buffalo-robe, though it was 
 half in shadow from the cabin; but he deter- 
 mined to wait until he was assured the hunter 
 slept. 
 
 At last, as though assured of that fact he 
 crept nearer, and the Pawnee boy saw that he 
 had his bow in his band, an arrow set, and the 
 string drawn back. 
 
 Nearer and nearer, until taking deadly aim 
 at the supposed body of the banter, the old 
 assassin let the arrow fly upon its mission. 
 
 There was a dull thud and slight movement, 
 as the arrow struck, and with a war-cry the 
 Indian sprung forward, scalping-knife in hand. 
 
 But, at that moment there came a flash from 
 the shadow of the rocks, and the Indian drop- 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 pad !n bis tracks, a half stifled cry upon his 
 lips, while, bounding from his concealment 
 Wild Wolf seized the dying red -skin in his 
 arms and the next moment tore the scalp from 
 his head. 
 
 Just at that moment hurrying feet and a 
 yelp were heard, and up dashed Old Grizzly, 
 crying: 
 
 " What are it boyf 
 
 Silently and proudly the young Indian 
 pointed to bis dead foe. 
 
 Bending over the dead form the hunter 
 cried: 
 
 " It are Blue Snake, boy, sure as thunder, 
 an' you hev did the job. 
 
 "He era wit in heur an* you jist returned 
 ther leetle sarvice I did yer. 
 
 " Give me yer red paw, leetle pard, an' then 
 we'll give ther Snake to ther animiles fer 
 wittals, fer 't won't do ter hev ther Utes know 
 how he come ter be sent fer. 
 
 "Ther animiles will pick his bones, an' he 
 won't car' ef they does, an' durned ef I hain't 
 satisfled ef he be." _ 
 
 CHAPTER XII. 
 
 A MINING-CAMP AMAZED. 
 
 denizens of a mining- camp In the 
 mountains, which by courtesy was called 
 Minor's City, ware one day greatly astounded 
 at discovering a strange rider and a stranger 
 teed coming into their main street. 
 
 The surprise turned to terror in many cases, 
 and the timid went in and closed their doors, 
 while the brave at once armed themselves to 
 the teeth and stood ready for action. 
 
 The cause of this unwonted commotion 
 among a people that were seemingly never sus- 
 prised at anything, was at discovering an im- 
 mense grizzly bear coming down the mountain 
 road, and heading for the center of the camp. 
 
 There would have been a bear-hunt at once 
 had it not been for the fact that the grizzly 
 wxjj saddled and bridled, and more carried 
 ' jon his back a rider. 
 
 That rider was Old Grizzly Adams. 
 
 The bear was his king of grizzlies, Sampson, 
 which he had as well trained as a horse, 
 
 Wholly regardless, apparently, of his load, 
 Sampson walked up the street at a swinging 
 pace, straight toward the hotel, while his rider 
 had more queries put to him than he could have 
 answered in a year's time. 
 
 The style of those questions was not calcu- 
 lated to put Old Grizzly Adams in a. good hu- 
 mor, as one would ask: 
 
 " Which are ther man an' which are ther 
 b'arf 
 
 " Pard, what does yer ax fer yer mule?" 
 
 " Git down, old man, an' let ther b'ar ride a 
 leetle." 
 
 QruBly Adams made no replies to this cate- 
 
 chism, but held steadily on his way and baited 
 before the door of the pine-board shanty that 
 did service under the high-sounding title of the 
 Valley View Hotel. 
 
 There was the legend beneath the name of 
 
 " ENTERTAINMENT FOB MAN AND BEAST." 
 
 But the host did- not come out to welcome 
 J either the man or the beast, and seemed uu- 
 ! happy that they had come. 
 
 Dismounting from his grizzly, Adams fas- 
 tened his chain bridle to the hitching-post, more 
 as a matter of form, for the bear could have 
 knocked it over with one blow of his paw, and 
 went up to the door of the tavern. 
 i "Pard, I wants a room fer two, 'ca'se my 
 horse sleeps in tber same stall as I does, an' I 
 calkilates stay in' all night an' seein' ther sights </ 
 ther city. 
 
 " Write us down in yer provender book as 
 Old Grizzly Adams an' his b'ar, Sampson, 
 | from tber Rocky Mountains." 
 
 " Is your bear dangerous?" asked the land- 
 lord. 
 
 tl Dangersome? I guesses not, fer he would- 
 n't hurt a flea Condemnation I what are tner 
 matter?" 
 
 The sudden change in Grizzly's words was 
 caused by bearing a sudden and unearthly 
 scream, and springing to the door he discov- 
 ered that the docile Sampson had suddenly 
 seized a pig that bad come overland with an 
 emigrant wagon, and had become a tame pet. 
 
 He was just two good mouthfuls for Samp- 
 son, and Old Grizzly got to the scene just in 
 time to see piggy's tail disappearing within the 
 capacious jaws of the bear. 
 
 "Were it a human or a animile critter*' be 
 asked of the crowd that stood at a respectful 
 distance. 
 
 " It were a precious pig," volunteered one. 
 
 " Ther pet o' ther community," said another. 
 
 "Ther purtiest leetle swine yer ever see/' 
 
 " We all loved it." 
 
 " Piggy's gone, an' 'ill hev no grave fer u 
 ter weep on." 
 
 " Who did ther hog belong ter?" asked Griz- 
 ! ly, cutting short the remarks. 
 
 " Ther town council," was the answer. 
 
 " How much was be valoo'd at?" 
 
 " I'll let yer off with a V," said a man of 
 most shabby appearance, stepping forward 
 with extended hand. 
 
 " Did tber pig belong ter you?" 
 
 "He were my pride, pard," was the answer. 
 
 " He belonged to all of us, b'ar man, so stan r 
 treat fer ther crowd, an' we'll call it squar'." 
 
 The man who made this remark seemed in^ 
 ipired, for he had expressed the wish of 
 hundred loafers who stood around, and 
 greeted it with a cheer that made 
 shake himself. 
 
 "I'll stan' treat fer ther swine, pards, hj>- 
 
16 
 
 Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer* 
 
 don't let any more of 'em fool round that 
 b'ar, or they'll disappear. 
 
 "I are Old Grizzly Adams from ther 
 mountains, an' hevin' cotre on a visit ter yer 
 town ter make some purchases, I wants ter 
 git acquainted an' be friendly. 
 
 " Thet b'ar are gentle as a leetle lamb, an' 
 he are my pard; come, Sampson." 
 
 The bear instantly followed his master into 
 the bar and the old hunter stood treat for all, 
 though he and Sampson were not crowded. 
 
 Sampson took a mug in his paws, at his 
 masters command, stood on his hind feet, and 
 drank with a gusto, and then was led off to 
 the log cabin adjoining, which the landlord 
 had assigned to Old Grizzly as his quarters. 
 
 All through the mining country strange 
 stories had gone, of a hermit hunter living 
 alone in the mountains, fearless of the In- 
 dians and dangers alike, and with a perfect 
 mastery over wild beasts, and when Grizzly 
 Adams emerged from his room, he found 
 himself a hero with the rough element by 
 vvhich he was surrounded. 
 
 CHAPTER XIII. 
 
 THE BOY GAMBLER. 
 
 IN his desire to " see the sights," as he ex- 
 pressed it, in Miner's City, Old Grizzly 
 Adams first ate a square meal, and gave 
 Bump^on dirto. 
 
 Then he went to the shops to make what 
 purchases he needed, coffee, ammunition, a 
 weapon or two, and a quantity of stout 
 chains and staples, "fer my aniiniles," as he 
 expressed it. 
 
 These were securely put together to pack 
 upon Sampson, who was to serve the purpose 
 of pack-horse on the way back to the moun- 
 tains, and then Grizzly Adams looked about 
 the camps, determined to make an early start 
 on the return trip the following morning. 
 
 Seeing that the hunter had plenty of money, 
 or "dust," as they called it there, several 
 sports of the mining fraternity wished to 
 have it change hands, and consequently hung 
 about the animal-tamer like leeches. 
 
 Their efforts to get him to drink heavily 
 were fruitless, for he said : 
 
 "1 allus takes a nip fer my stomach's sake, 
 accordin' ter Scriptur' ; but ef I goes beyond 
 thet, I'll give my b'ars ter ther gerloot thet 
 sees me do it." 
 
 " Do you ever play an innercent little game 
 of cards?" a*ked one young miner. 
 
 " Oh, yas, I loves innercint games, tho' I 
 hasn't tackled keerds in so long I don't re- 
 member much about 'em," replied Grizzly. 
 
 " Well, we boys have a little amusement of 
 that kind every night, at Luck's Retreat, an I 
 would be delighted to show you round there, 
 though of course you need not play unLss 
 you wish to," said the young sport. 
 
 " Waal, I are some on seem' what thar is 
 ter be saw so I'm yer pard fer ther evenin'." 
 
 Thus it was settled, and an hour after Old 
 Grizzly and the young sport entered the gam- 
 bling-saloon. 
 
 Luck's Retreat was a huge shanty of one 
 story, filled with small tables, a bar at one end, 
 and at the other a roulette and faro bank 
 stood, behind which were dealers at work, 
 and before which were crowds of miners 
 gambling away their hard earnings; giving 
 their hard-earned gold-dust to some sport 
 who was a perfect vampire in their midst. 
 
 Old Grizzly looked curiously on for awhile, 
 and then his attention was attracted to a mere 
 boy in appearance, who was playing at a 
 table with a tall, heavily -bearded man, who 
 was a professional gambler. 
 
 The man was known as Sanford, the Sport, 
 and almost invariably was a winner. 
 
 Many said he never played a square game, 
 and yet those who had told him so to his face 
 had but added to the dead in the burying- 
 ground up the valley. 
 
 He lived in a cabin on the mountain -side, 
 three miles away, pretended to work a mine, 
 but passed most of his days in town, and al- 
 ways gambled at night at the Luck's Re- 
 treat until midnight, when he mounted his 
 horse and rode home. 
 
 Such was the story told of the rather hand- 
 some man to Old Grizzly, who listened atten- 
 tively and then asked: 
 
 ' Who are ther young 'un?" 
 ' The Boy Gambler " 
 ' He plays keerds, too?" 
 ' Yes, and is a [fortunate fellow, for he 
 generally wins," 
 Who are he?" 
 Nobody knows." 
 Hain't he got no name?" 
 Yes, we call him Diamonds, for he sports 
 a headlight of that kind in his b'iled shirt 
 and another on his finger." 
 
 "He don't appear to be more'n seventeen 
 year old?" 
 
 "No; he looks about that, and is as hand- 
 some as a picture. He dropped in here one 
 morning on the stage-coach, took rooms in the 
 Valley View Hotel, and begun ther card 
 business that same night. 
 
 " Boys that thought to take him in, went 
 dead broke on him. 
 
 "Then he tackled Sanford one night, and 
 since then they have played regularly every 
 evening, and the Boy Gambler is a long way 
 the winner, for the Sport's cheating don't go 
 with Diamonds." 
 
 "Ther boy are a likely-lookin' youth, I 
 sw'ar, an' I'll jist take a closer look at ther 
 way he fingers ther keerds," said Old Grizzly, 
 walking up to the table where a youth of 
 seventeen, well-dressed, and with a broad 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 sombrero shading his face, sat playing cards 
 with the long-bearded man before referred to. 
 As they approached, the man said, angrily: 
 
 " Boy, that is the fiftieth consecutive game 
 you have won, and only one way can that be 
 done." 
 
 " How is that, Sport?" asked the boy, indif- 
 ferently. 
 
 " By cheating!'* 
 
 The answer of the boy was a burst of rude 
 laughter, which caused Old Grizzly to say: 
 
 " Thet child hev got grit, an' I are his friend 
 ef thar be a pow-wow in ther air." 
 
 CHAPTER XIV. 
 
 GRIZZLY ADAMS KEEPS HIS WORD. 
 
 " BETTEB not interfere, pard, where Sanford 
 the Sport is interested," suggested the gam- 
 bling miner, who had Old Grizzly in tow, 
 showing him the sights. 
 
 " I interferes jisb whar I is needed, Pard 
 Sharp, so don't you offer me no advice," was 
 the abrupt reply, and the card sharp saw that 
 the hunter was not a man to brook interfer- 
 ence. 
 
 " Do you dare laugh in my face, boy?" cried 
 Sanford, at the ringing laughter of the youth. 
 
 " Yes, and at you too, Sanford, for the 
 laugh is on my side, as I hold the winning 
 
 " AiJd i say you cheat." 
 
 "Bah! I have but matched your rascality 
 bold on, man, for I cover you." 
 
 With a quickness and nerve wholly unexpec- 
 ted the boy had drawn a revolver and gotten 
 the drop on the man. 
 
 Sanford never moved, but gazed earnestly 
 into the face of the youth, and then, for the 
 ilrst time seemed to realize that he had seen 
 him ere he came to Miner's City, for he asked in 
 jt low, husky voice: 
 
 "Have we not met before, boy?" 
 
 "We have." 
 
 "Who are you?" 
 
 " I am the little boy you taught to play an 
 Innocent game of cards, and whose sister you 
 ran off with and deserted, causing her to com- 
 mit suicide. 
 
 " That act killed my poor mother, and as 
 you had robbed us of our fortune, murdered 
 my sister and mother, I swore to revenge my- 
 self on you, and I have tracked you here. 
 
 " Your money I have won from you. and 
 your life I will have." 
 
 All was now excitement in the saloon, for 
 the boy locked it that he would do what he 
 aid. 
 
 But just then one of San ford's friends, a 
 bully and a desperado, who stood at one side 
 of the youth, suddenly thrust a revolver 
 against his head, and said: 
 
 "Let up, upon the Sport, boy, or I pulls 
 trigger." 
 
 Hardly had the words left his lips when the 
 weapon was knocked from his hand, and bil 
 form Was seized seemingly in the arms of a 
 giant, and hurled across the table against 
 Sanford, upsetting him in his chair, and cans* 
 ing both men to roll together upon the floor. 
 
 Springing upon the table, after this daring 
 act, and exhibition of wonderful strength, 
 with a weapon in e&her hand, he covered the 
 Sport and his friend, and shouted: 
 
 " Pards, I holds trumps jisb now an* any 
 biz yer hes with this heur youth kin be settled 
 decint an' in order, fer I said as how I'd be hi 
 friend, an' heur I are, Old Grizzly Adam* 
 from ther Rocky Mountains at yer sarvice." 
 
 It was evident that the youth was as greatly 
 surprised at so suddenly finding a friend there, 
 as were the others at the daring act of Old 
 Grizzly. 
 
 44 I thank you, sir; but I came here to hunt 
 Roy Sanford to earth, and it has got to be 
 his life or mine," said the youth firmly. 
 
 " Like as not, leetle pard, an' it shell be, fe* 
 I'll see fa'r play, even in a dog fight. 
 
 " I hes them babes on ther floor kiver^d, art" 
 they can't kick ther kiverin' off ontil I calls 
 risin' time. 
 
 " Now what does yer want ter hev did?" 
 and Old Grizzly addressed the boy, though he 
 did not take bis eyes off the two men, who 
 still lay where they had fallen upon the floor, 
 not daring to rise, for there was that in the 
 hunter's face that told them it would be, cer- 
 tain death. 
 
 " All I ask is that Sanford meet me in a 
 fair fight with pistols," said the youth. 
 
 " He hain't worth killin', leetle pard." 
 
 " He is a villain, and I wish to end his devil- 
 tries." 
 
 "You is too young ter face thet man." 
 
 " I am nineteen, and it don't always take 
 age to make a man." 
 
 " Thet are Gospil, fer I were a lively kid 
 when I were small. 
 
 " Does yer know t'other gerloot?" 
 
 "No." 
 
 " Then I guess he'd better skin out, onless 
 yer wants ter shoot him. " 
 
 "No, I have nothing against him, though it 
 was a coward's act to cover me when my quar- 
 rel was with Roy Sanford." 
 
 "It were fer a fact; come, yer sneak o' sin, 
 grease yerself durned quick, and silently slip 
 out o' this heur camp meetin', or I'm con- 
 demned ef I doesn't feed yer ter my b'ar, 
 Sampson." 
 
 The bully growled something in a savage 
 way, but either terrified at Old Grizzly's pistol, 
 or the fear of becoming food for Sampson, he 
 quickly departed from the saloon. 
 
 "He hev made himself absent, leetle pard, 
 so now what's ter bs did with this h^ur Satin? 1 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 " Roy Sanford, will you meet me as man to 
 man" asked the boy. 
 
 " Yes, and kill you, too," was the savage re- 
 joinder. 
 
 " That's to be proven, and if this kind gen- 
 tleman will arrange it, we will fight here." 
 
 " I are a b'ar-tamer, I hain't no gentleman, 
 Boy Pard; but I are heur in this yarth ter do 
 good, so Til fix ther thing fer yer, an' bury 
 yer prime ef yer goes under; but yer better let 
 me shoot him fer yer." 
 
 "No, I must face that man myself." 
 
 " Let me set Sampson on him." 
 
 " Is Sampson the huge grizzly I saw you 
 have to-day?" 
 
 " He are." 
 
 The youth smiled, but answered: 
 
 " No, that man must meet me in fair fight." 
 
 " Waal, 111 set ter-morrer mornin' for ther 
 fan. 
 
 " I were a-goin* away only ter git home, 
 but I allu^ are willin' ter 'commydate a friend. 
 
 "Does it suit yer ter say sun-up at ther 
 creek crossin'?" 
 
 "It is satisfactory to me, if that man does 
 not run away during the night," said the 
 youth. 
 
 " If he do, I'll trail him fer yer. 
 
 "Now, Long Beard, does it suit you?" 
 
 " I hate to be drawn in a muss with the boy; 
 but as he swears publicly to kill me from some 
 fancied wrong at his hands, I'll be there and 
 end the matter." 
 
 "That are sufficient; now, sonny, yer jist 
 go home an' sleep all yer kin, an' me an' Samp- 
 son will call fer yer 'arly." 
 
 " I thank you, sir," and the youth left the 
 laloon, and Sanford the Sport resumed his 
 eat once more. 
 
 But Old Grizzly did not move and still stood 
 confronting the gambler, a queer look upon his 
 rough but honest face. 
 
 CHAPTER XV. 
 
 GRIZZLY PAYS A DEBT. 
 
 HARDLY had the youth disappeared from 
 Luck Retreat, and the crowd, believing the 
 troubles ended for the present, were turning 
 toward the irrespective tables, when Old Grizzly 
 aid in his quiet way, addressing the gambler: 
 "You is a card sharp, hain't yer?" 
 " Say, old man, if you want trouble with 
 me after I have sent that boy to the devil, you 
 can have it, but now go away and let me 
 alone," was the angry reply of Sanford. 
 Old Grizzly laughed quietly, and said: 
 " Waal, it are my opinion yer don't send 
 thet boy to ther devil, an' ef yer w'u'd like 
 thet I give yer my reasons why, I'll do it." 
 "Well, why will I not?" 
 
 "*Case I expects ter send you thar, an 1 
 Hold on, fer yer see I hes my pepper-box p'int- 
 ed at yer," and the hunter's pistol covered tha 
 gambler's heart. 
 
 " What is it you want with me?" nsked San- 
 ford, livid with rage, for he felt that for the 
 second time that night he was cutting a sorry 
 figure, and before, he had always held his 
 own, if not been the victor. 
 
 "I'll tell yer, Lawyer Sanford, what I hes 
 ag'in' yer, an* what I wants with yer." 
 
 "Do you know me?" quickly asked the 
 gambler. 
 
 "I does." 
 
 " Who am I?" 
 
 " Lawyer Roy Sanford, o* a leetle town in 
 York State as I c'u'd name, but won't, fer I 
 don't want folks ter think we breeds sich trash, 
 as you is, in them parts." 
 
 " I fail to recognize you," and the gambler 
 seemed to peer into the very soul of the hunter. 
 
 " Like as not! but ef yer thinks I are goin' 
 ter stan* by an' see yer kill thet boy> yer is a 
 howlin' mistaken liar. 
 
 "Ther right may triumph, an* must, ther 
 parsons tell us, or ust ter when I 'tended 
 meetin'; but yer were allus a gamecock, an' 
 yer hes a steady narve, an' I fears thet Provi. 
 dince might forgit ther boy, so I jist intends 
 ter chip in an' take his place ag-m yer." 
 
 "After I meet the boy I'll meet you." 
 
 " Nary, fer I knows yer, an' I doesn't b'liev* 
 ther mornin' sunshine w'u'd shine on yer in this 
 heur valley." 
 
 " My quarrel is just with the boy, and if 
 you know me, as you seem to, you are aware I 
 am not a man to run from death." 
 
 "Oh! you'll take chances, an' big ones, but 
 yer won't take sartinties ag'in' yer, an' it are 
 sure death fer yer ter face me." 
 
 " 111 risk that to-morrow." 
 
 " No yer don't, fer it's got ter be did ter 
 night 
 
 " I hain't no immejit quarrel with yer, Law- 
 yer Sanford, an' I doesn't want yer life on my 
 ban's; but Jedge Townsend, ther father o' thet 
 boy did me a favor onst, fer when I got my 
 leg broke by a cussed oxen near his home he 
 tuk me thar an' nussed me fer five months. 
 
 " An' his wife an' darter, an' thet boy. who 
 were a leetle one then, was good ter me as tho' 
 I hed been kin folks an 1 was 'spectin' ter leave 
 'em a f ortin, an' they only tuk thankee fer thar 
 trouble. 
 
 " I knows well thet ther Jedge tuk yer in 
 lawyerin* with him, an' when he died some- 
 time arter, thar were some as said yer had kilt 
 him. 
 
 " An' I knows thet yer deceived the gal, got 
 ther fortin' in yer ban's an' then desarted all. 
 
 " It wasn't iny cirkiss, but I did want ter 
 meet yer sometime, an' I hes done it, an' now 1 
 ays thet yer hes got to face me at ten foot, or 
 
Old Grizzly Adams* the Bear Tamer. 
 
 twenty foot, fer I don't car' a foot or two, an' 
 111 perwent yer killin' thet boy." 
 
 " You have preached your sermon, and had 
 an attentive congregation, so now listen to me," 
 Maid Sanford, with a sneer. 
 
 " I hev ears, so say yer say." 
 
 "To-morrow I will meet the boy, and as 
 soon as that matter is over I will give you all 
 the satisfaction you want." 
 
 " Nary, fer I is goin' ter git satMed now, 
 n' you hears me talk when I says thet ef yer 
 don't git across thet room, draw yer weepin, 
 an' march onto me a-shootin', when somebody 
 heur gives ther word, durned ef I dn't bore 
 daylight clean through yer an' feed yer ter 
 Sampson, ef ther eatin' of yer makes him sin- 
 ful too." 
 
 Sanford was very pale, but convinced that he 
 had to face the alternative, and knowing that 
 every eye was upon him, he said, in an air of 
 assumed indifference: 
 
 " If you are determined to meet me to-night, 
 Grizzly Bear, I guess these gentlemen will lay 
 aside their games for a minute, and Bent I 
 know will give us the use of the Retreat for 
 the duel." 
 
 " Ef not, thar are plenty o' room outside, 
 an' it are moonlight." 
 
 " Fight it out here," cried the man behind 
 the bar, and who was Bent, the proprietor. 
 
 " As it are your shanty, pard, perhaps vjou 
 will give ther word fer ter sit ther music goin', w 
 and Old Grizzly turned to Bent. 
 
 " With pleasure, gentlemen, for I always de- 
 sire to accommodate. 
 
 " Here, Sanford, take your stand at that end, 
 and you, Grizzly What's-yer-name, go to the 
 other end. 
 
 "Revolvers, I suppose?" and Bent was as 
 polite and pleasant as though arranging a 
 quadrille. 
 
 " Thet are my weepin, tho' I hain't pertick- 
 ler." 
 
 "Yes, revolvers, and fire as often as we 
 wish," said Sanford, 
 
 " You kin jist shoot as often as yer pleases, 
 Roy Sanford; but as fer me, I guesses one shot 
 'ill be enough, as I doesn't waste no powder an' 
 lead." 
 
 This remark of Old Grizzly showed that hf> 
 had perfect confidence in himself; but Sanford 
 had also assumed an air of calmness that 
 amounted almost to indifference, and, walking 
 up to the bar, he called for a glass of liquor 
 and dashed it off. 
 
 Then he fired his revolver six times down 
 into the floor, and carefully reloaded it, which 
 caused Grizzly Adams to remark: 
 
 " Ef he hain't no more confidence in himself 
 then he hev in his revolver, he bed better look 
 out. 
 
 "As fer me, when I hes a loaded weepin, I 
 kin count on its shootin' every time." 
 
 The gambler, having loaded his revolver t* 
 suit himself, walked to the bar and again 
 dashed off a glass of liquor. 
 
 " Thet are whisky grit he are fillin' himself 
 with, an' it don't hang long," muttered OH 
 Grizzly as he walked to the place assigned him 
 by Bent, with the air of a man who was going 
 to do the most commonplace thing in tha 
 world. 
 
 At length both men were upon their respeo* 
 tive stands, and at each end of the saloon. 
 
 Along the walls on either side were ranged 
 the lookers on, fully a hundred in number, and 
 all commenting in their rough way regarding 
 he affair. 
 
 Half way between the two combatants, and 
 to the right, stood Bent, a glass in his hand, 
 which he was to drop as a signal for the firing 
 to commence. 
 
 " Are you ready?" asked Bent. 
 
 "Certainly, always," said Sanford, with a 
 smile. 
 
 "I are," answered Old Grizzly. 
 
 Bent held forth his hand with the glass in 
 it, and then let it fall. 
 
 Ere it shivered upon the floor there was a 
 pistol-shot. 
 
 It came from Old Grizzly, for he had been 
 too quick for the gambler, whose weapon was 
 not fired. 
 
 With a spring into the air Roy Sanford fell 
 his full length upon the floor, a dead man. 
 
 "You have killed him," cried Bent, spring- 
 ing to his side. 
 
 " I knows thet, far thet were my aim," and 
 as Grizzly Adams spoke he proceeded to quietly 
 reload his weapon. 
 
 "Whar are thet sharp thet wanted ter 
 tackle me fer a game o' keerds?" asked the 
 hunter. 
 
 "I am here, sir," somewhat timidly said 
 that individual coming forward. 
 
 " Waal, git yer keerds an' yer table while 
 I pays expenses fer what I did heur, as it 
 are but right I sh'u'd treat ther corpse ter a 
 burial. 
 
 "Say, pard, what are expenses fer dirt- 
 kiverin' a man in this heur town?" and Old 
 Grizzly turned to Bent, who said with a light 
 laugh: 
 
 "Never mind, my friend, for I'll bury him, 
 as Sanford has spent many a dollar in my 
 place." 
 
 " Thet are han'some of yer to be..sure. 
 
 " Waal, see thet he are planted well." 
 
 Then turning to his gambling acquaintance, 
 he continued: 
 
 " Now, I are ready, pard, an' play squar'. w 
 
 Whether the gambler cheated, or not, Old 
 Grizzly could not tell, but certain it is that ha 
 did not play cards as well as he shot, and after 
 a couple of hours he arose from the table 
 heavy loser for him. 
 
10 
 
 Old Grizzly Adams, ike Bear Tamer. 
 
 "Waal, I guess 111 return ter my den in 
 v \er mount'ins, me an' Sampson; but 111 take 
 ai ng a pack o' keerds an' practise up a leetle, 
 so as tu tackle yer when I comes down ag'in. 
 
 " Tell ther boy, Freddy Townsend, thet I 
 got squar 1 on Roy Sanford for thet past wicked- 
 toess he did ag'in' his fambly, an' wish him 
 good-bye fer me. 
 
 " It are my treat, pards, an' then 111 git." 
 
 And back to the mountains that night Old 
 Grizzly started, walking by Sampson's side, 
 for the bear carried the pack, and behind him 
 in Miner's City he left a name that went fly- 
 ing along the border from one end to the 
 other. 
 
 CHAPTER XVI. 
 
 THK JlurTlcH VISITS BLACK CLOUD. 
 
 SOME ten days after his return from the 
 mines, Old Grizzly was seated in front of his 
 cabin, rubbing up his fire-arms, a favorite 
 amusement with him, for they were bis trea- 
 sures above his savage pets. 
 
 He was feeling a little sore, for he had only 
 two days before had a hard fight with a 
 grizzly bear be had wounded, and which died 
 hard. 
 
 " Tber boy oughter be gittin' back," he said, 
 glancing toward the entrance to the canyon, 
 and referring to Wild Wolf the Indian youth, 
 who had gone out on a hunt for game. 
 
 But night came on and the boy not return- 
 ing, Old Grizzly called to Calamity, bis dog, 
 and was about to start forth on a hunt for 
 him, fearing some accident had befallen him, 
 when the growl of tbe grizzly sentinel, and 
 then a low whine, told him that the youth was 
 returning. 
 
 A few moments after Wild Wolf entered 
 the cabin, and the hunter saw that he had no 
 game, and asked: 
 
 " Has yer been over to ther willage o' Chief 
 O-kee's, Wolf, courtin' Injun gals?" 
 
 " Tbe Wild Wolf has been on the trail of a 
 pale-face." 
 
 " A white man in these parts, an* you a 
 trailin' bimP asked Old Grizzly. 
 
 " The pale-face is a young brave like Wolf." 
 
 " No." 
 
 " He was alone, an* Wolf was near him; but 
 the warriors of Black Cloud sprung upon him, 
 and he was made captive; but he fought like a 
 great chief, and three Cheyenne warriors were 
 sent to the happy hunting grounds." 
 
 "Waal I sw'ar this are news, Wolf; but 
 were the boy kilt?' 
 
 " No, he was taken alive." 
 
 "And you followed?" 
 
 " The Cheyenne braves did not see me and I 
 followed their trail and saw them go toward 
 the villago of Black Cloud. 
 
 "Then Wild Wolf came to tell tbe Bear 
 Cbiat 
 
 "Ton did right, and to-morrow 111 make a 
 leetle visit ter them Cheyennes, an* find out 
 what they is goiu' ter do with ther boy." 
 
 And bright and early Old Grizzly saddled 
 Sampson and started for the Indian camp. 
 
 He knew well that though his presence in the 
 mountains was tolerated by the Cheyennes, for 
 saving the life of their chief, tbay both feared 
 and hated him: 
 
 He had met them in the mountains, when 
 hunting, and they had avoided him, and he 
 had never been to their village, though he did 
 not fear he would be harmed. 
 
 Still he cared not to tempt them too far. 
 
 The tribe of O kee-mul-gee he was on good 
 terms with, though he knew that they too 
 closely watched his movements, and some of 
 the warriors had acted very coldy toward hi no 
 since the mysterious disappearance of Blue 
 Snake, which none of the red-skins could ac- 
 count for. 
 
 Death-in-the-trail, the Ute chief, had asked 
 Old Grizzly if he knew what had become of 
 tbe sub-chief, Blue Snake, or had seen him. 
 
 But the hunter looked the picture of inno- 
 cence, and replied that he had in no way 
 harmed him. 
 
 Several times in hunting, the Pawnee boy 
 had been fired at in the mountains, by both 
 Ute and Cheyenne warriors: but he had es- 
 caped unhurt each time. 
 
 Notwithstanding this unfriendly spirit to- 
 ward him, Old Grizzly boldly set out for the 
 village of Black Cloud, to see if he could serve 
 thfc boy whom Wild Wolf had said the 
 Cheyennes had made captive. 
 
 His long experience as a woodsman and hun- 
 ter in his old home, had fully acquainted Old 
 Grizzly with all kinds of woodcraft,, and his 
 life in the Rocky Mountains had made him 
 more cunning than an Indian even, and capa- 
 ble of going where he pleased with litcle danger. 
 
 The surroundings of the Cheyenne village 
 the hunter well knew, and he reached a spot 
 from whence he could reconnoiter without dif- 
 ficulty, although red skin sentinels were out on 
 the watch upon every quarter. 
 
 Having decided that his only course was tc 
 enter the village and ask Black Cloud for the 
 youth, claiming to be a friend qf his, Grizzly 
 Adams mounted his bear and boldly rode down 
 the steep hillside into the village. 
 
 The huge grizzly was the first discovered by 
 a party of Indian children and they ran with 
 wild cries of alarm to the tepees. 
 
 Then the old squaws took up the cries, and 
 upon seeing the hunter on the back of the bear, 
 almost universal consternation prevailed, un- 
 til Black Cloud, coming out of the council 
 lodge with bis warriors, recognized the TFbite 
 Death, as all the Indians called the strange oM 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 Bat how had he eluded the Indian outposts 
 and come that way to the village? 
 
 If he and a bear had passed through their 
 lines, others might do the same, and, like the 
 wary general he was, Black Cloud sent run- 
 ners out to spread the word that the sentinels 
 were keeping poor guard over the village. 
 
 Recognizing the chief, Old Grizzly headed 
 straight toward him, though few remained to 
 welcome him among the fair sex and pappooses 
 when they gazed upon the savage animal he 
 rode. 
 
 " The Black Cloud's tepee is open to the 
 White Death," said the chief with dignity, not 
 moving as the grizzly halted within two feet 
 of him and sniffed about his legs as though he 
 thought he would make a good meal for him. 
 
 "Thet are ban'some of yer, Black Cloud, 
 I'll sw'ar, fer I knows I is not pop'ler with yer 
 red niggers. 
 
 " But I hasn't come ter board with yer, only 
 ter ax yer ter do ther right thing, an' give me 
 ther pale face boy o' mine yer hes here." 
 
 The chief, in spite of his stolid nature, 
 started and asked: 
 
 "Why says the White Death fcat Black 
 Cloud has a pale-face captive?" 
 
 'Thar are no need o' doub*m' yer tongue up 
 with lies, chief, fer I are ther Evil Spirit o' 
 ther Mountains, an' I knows all as is goin' on 
 In this kentry. 
 
 " Rf yer don't give up ther boy yer'll hear 
 ther voice o' ther Great Spirit this very night 
 in ther thunder, an' see ther arrows of fire he 
 shoots across ther heavens." 
 
 Black Cloud looked troubled, and after a 
 moment said: 
 
 " My warriors did bring in a pale face brave, 
 a very young warrior." 
 
 " Like as not when I knows it." 
 
 " He killed three of my braves, and he is now 
 fcn the strong lodge awaiting the coming of an- 
 other sun, when he must die." 
 
 " Not a durned bit will he die, Black Cloud, 
 an* I tell yer ther Great Spirit will this night 
 show his anger to you." 
 
 " What will the Great Spirit dof asked the 
 chief, curiously, while his warriors pressed 
 more closely around him. 
 
 " Does yer see thet mountain cliff yonder?*' 
 4nd Old Grizzly pointed to a cliff fully five 
 hundred feet in bight, and the base of which 
 was a few hundred yards from the tepees. 
 
 The chief nodded. 
 
 *' Waal, I will go thar now, and when ther 
 night hev come I'll ask ther Great Spirit ef the 
 boy must die. 
 
 "Ef ther Great Spirit wants him ter die, 
 thar will be no sound; but ef ther boy must 
 live, then thar will be fiery arrows flyin' round 
 an' a roarin' voice. 
 
 y I are goin', a' Jist you Injuns keep 
 
 yer eyes open an* look out fer squalls, fer I 
 hain't no durned fool." 
 
 Old Grizzly turned his savage steed to tht 
 right-about, and left the surprised and deeply- 
 impressed Indians gazing after him with con* 
 siderable awe. 
 
 Up the hillside they saw him go and disap- 
 pear; but just at sunset he reappeared upon 
 the edge of the cliff, standing upright, and 
 with arms stretched forth and upward as 
 though in prayer. 
 
 CHAPTER XVIL 
 
 A BIG SCARE. 
 
 WHEN Old Grizzly reached the cliff, th 
 very spot from whence a few hours before he 
 had reconnoitered the Indian village, he stepped 
 forward, leaving Sampson in the bac> ?ound, 
 and went through a number of ridiculous 
 motions, ending them by apparently praying. 
 
 Then he stepped back in the thicket, and sat 
 down by a large bundle he had hidden there 
 before going to the camp. 
 
 "Waal, ef I hain't goin' ter skeer them In. 
 juns this night, then I hope Sampson may 
 chaw me up fer elk meat." 
 
 With this the hunter laughed aloud, and 
 with evident relish. 
 
 " They calls me Old Grizzly, 'case my ha'r 
 are gray, but thet are no sign o' age or wis- 
 dom, tho' it are ther latter in my case, seein' as 
 I are jist forty, an' are as wise as a owl, as 
 them Injuns shell diskiver. 
 
 "Fust an' foremost this leetle tech o' rheu- 
 matiz I hes in my j'ints, tells me thar are ter 
 be a thunder storm this night o' our Lord. 
 
 "Ag'in, I were wise enough when in Miner 
 City ter parchase suthin' nobody else bed any 
 use fer, an' them were these, which I though* 
 w'u'd help me in my animile biz." 
 
 As he spoke he unrolled the bundle, a large 
 buffalo robe, and a number of rockets of 
 various kinds were displayed. 
 
 Then he unfastened a bear robe, and what 
 should be revealed but a tavern gong and 
 drummer. 
 
 " Waal, thet storeman told me them rockets 
 were brought over fer ther sogers ter celebrate 
 ther Fourth o' July, but never reached 'em, as 
 ther wagons was stolen, an' he brought ther 
 lot in, 'spectin' ter make a f ortin. 
 
 " But he slipped up, an* I got ther lot fer a 
 twenty. 
 
 " Ther gong he bed bought on speculation; 
 an' sold it to ther landlord; but ther fust time 
 it were sounded fer dinner ther miners thought 
 it were a yarthquake, an' it skeert 'em so thet 
 they swore they'd kill the bash-house cap'n ef 
 he didn't dispose of it. 
 
 "He sold it back to the* Jtoreman, and I 
 thought it w'u'd be jist young thunder in these 
 heur ojountinf, an; I'll try it on 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 "Ef it don't skeer them Injuns, then Til 
 emigrate ter ther Sierras, an' run ther mena- 
 gerie biz thar. 
 
 " But I are afeerd it will skeer old Sampson 
 lean out o' his skin, so I'll explain it to him, 
 er he hes got ter be in ther panoramer ter- 
 night" 
 
 The hunter next unrolled a piece of white 
 heeting, and with his knife, cut it into what 
 shape he desired, and then fastened it together 
 with a needle, which he never went without. 
 
 When completed the sheeting had been trans- 
 formed into a huge garment, large enough to 
 fully envelope Sampson. 
 
 It was now dark, and, with the quiet, mat- 
 ter-of-fact way peculiar to him, Old Grizzly 
 sat down to his frugal supper, giving a haunch 
 of venison to his savage companion, with the 
 remark: 
 
 " Yer kin eat ther rest o' thet deer I kilt ter- 
 morrer, Sam, fer yer hes got ter act ter -night, 
 an' yer can't do yerself justice oa a full stom- 
 ach." 
 
 He then led the bear to the edge of the cliff 
 and chained him securely to the stump of an 
 old lightning-riven pine. 
 
 Then he got his gong and touched it up 
 softly, until he got the brute accustomed to the 
 sound. 
 
 Next he built a very small fire, keeping the 
 blaze sheltered behind a rock, and laying his 
 rockets put in order, he attached a fiery wheel 
 to the pine stump. 
 
 A whirl-igig was fastened to the limb of a 
 tree, just over the fire, and the shooting-stick 
 rockets, some two score in number were placed 
 just at hand. 
 
 "Come, Sampson, an' do yer duty," he said 
 and he put the white garment upon the huga 
 beast. 
 
 "Now stand up, sir." 
 
 The bear obeyed. 
 
 " Stretch out yer arms, like a parson givin' 
 benediction, Sampson." 
 
 The grizzly again obeyed. 
 
 ' ' Now stan* thar until I dismiss ther camp- 
 meetin'." 
 
 Goin' back to the fire, Old Grizzly took up 
 his gong and fastened it to a swinging branch, 
 attaching the drummer by a cord, so that he 
 could get hold of it easily. \ 
 
 Then he began to let it roll forth its terrific 
 racket. 
 
 At first slowly, and gradually getting louder 
 and louder until it was deafening, and could 
 be heard all over the Indian village, and echoed 
 again and again against the mountain sides 
 cad up tbe canyon. 
 
 Still beating with one hand, with the other 
 he seized a stick rocket, thrust the end into the 
 fire, and sent the fiery dart flying through the 
 heavens. 
 
 Sampson gave a startled howl, but did not 
 
 move from his upright position, and a stem 
 command from the hunter quieted him. 
 
 Then another rocket was set off, and an- 
 other, the gong still kept going, and next the 
 fiery wheel and whirl-i-gig were jet going, 
 and springing back to his place of concealment, 
 Old Grizzly began anew on his gong, and con- 
 tinued sending off his stick rockets. 
 
 It was certainly a weird, startling sight, 
 there in that wilderness, and upon that wild 
 crag far above the valley, with the huge bear 
 seeming like some giant spirit of the clouds, 
 covered as he was in white, and with his fore 
 legs extended, growling in terror, and moving 
 uneasily, yet more afraid of his master, and 
 still keeping his position. 
 
 Then, too, the fiery arrows from the stick 
 rockets, the wheel of fire, and the zig-zag mo- 
 tions of the fuses in the tree, together with the 
 roaring gong, made up a scene sublimely 
 awful and terrific to the superstitious Indians, 
 whose cries reached the ears of the hunter, 
 causing him to dance with glee. 
 
 Suddenly the fiery arrows ceased, the wheel 
 of fire and whirl-i-gig went out as though 
 doused in water, the gong racket ended and all 
 was silent on the cliff. 
 
 "Waal, Sampson, we hev did nobly, an' 
 yer shell chaw on thet other haunch o' venzon 
 jist ter calm yer narves, fer yer were skeert 
 an' no mistake. 
 
 But we hev did ther biz, an' now must 
 
 take a back seat while ther Great Spirit 
 
 loose his arrers o' lightnin' and speaks, fer ther \ 
 
 storm are a-breakin'." 
 
 Hardly had the hunter gained shelter be- 
 neath a shelving rock for himself, when 
 there came a peal of terrific thunder that fairly 
 shook the cliff, and rolling up the valley 
 sounded like the roar of a hundred guns. 
 
 But wrapping himself in his robes, and with 
 Sampson crouching near, Old Grizzly laid 
 down and sunk to sleep, wholly unmindful of 
 the raging storm. _ 
 
 CHAPTER XVHL 
 
 THE RUSK A SUCCESS WHAT THE FIREWORKS 
 ACCOMPLISHED. 
 
 WITH the very first glimmer of day Old 
 Grizzly awoke. 
 
 Sampson lay quietly by his side, and both 
 were as dry as though they had spent the 
 night in doors, for the rain had not beaten in 
 under the rock. 
 
 " Gome, Sampson, we hev ter be on ther 
 trot, as soon as I hev destroyed ther evidinces 
 thet we is two darned big frauds, plaj'in 1 
 Great Spirit an' sich with fire-rockets, gongs 
 an' yer genteel garinint I made yer. 
 
 " I are ready now, so come along," 
 
 The saddle was thrown on the bear, the 
 rocket sacks were put in the fire to burn Uft 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 and down the mountain aide clambered the' 
 bear and his master. 
 
 It was a very evident fact to Old Grizzly j 
 that there had not been much sleep in the | 
 Indian village that night, and he laughed 
 heartily over the fright he had given them. 
 
 " Thar they is, ther warriors all around ther 
 council-lodge, an' ther squaws gabbin' at ther 
 tepees same as wimmins allus will gab, even 
 when thar is nothin' goin' on. 
 
 " Waal, I hev given ther meetin' a surprise- 
 party, an' now I guesses thet boy won't die." 
 
 In a little while Old Grizzly, mounted on his \ 
 bear, trotted up to m where Black Cloud stood 
 with some of his warriors around him. 
 
 All looked anxious, and certainly none of 
 them had had the hardihood to sleep any after 
 the scenes of the past night, for the thunder 
 storm did not blow itself out until after mid- 
 night. 
 
 "Waal, Black Cloud, did yer see any sign 
 from ther Great Spirit, thet ther pale-face cap- 
 tive are not ter be hurted?" 
 
 Old Grizzly asked the question with an inno- 
 cence that was remarkable, while as he drew 
 near the warriors gave way before him, ac 
 much in terror of him, if not more than of 
 the bear. 
 
 " The White Death has talked with a straight 
 tongue, for the Great Spirit has spoken to his 
 red children," said the chief in his dignified 
 tones, yet keeping a little further off from the 
 hunter than he had the day before, for now he 
 did look upon him as indeed the Evil Spirit of 
 the Mountain. 
 
 " Yas, I thought he'd hev suthin' ter say o' 
 a pleasant kind. 
 
 " Did he show hisself, Black Cloud?" 
 
 "The White Death has spoken, for the 
 Great Spirit stood on the edge of the cliff with 
 arms outstretched above his red children." 
 
 "Yas, I bed an idee he w'u'd show hisself ter 
 this lovin' flock o' his'n, so I lay low; but he 
 wasn't mad a bit, were he?" 
 
 " The Great Spirit was angry with his red 
 children." 
 
 "Like as not, fer they does a heap ter rile 
 him, but he'll git over his mad when yer gives 
 up ther boy ter me." 
 
 Instantly Black Cloud turned to two of his 
 warriors and bade them go to the strong lodge 
 and fetch the captive. 
 
 In a few minutes they returned, leading the 
 prisoner with them, and he limped, as though 
 lame from the bonds that had been drawn 
 fcight around his ankles. 
 
 He was pale, but wore a fearless look, and 
 ,?ne glance into his face showed Old Grizzly 
 that he had not been wrong in his surmise that 
 it was the Boy Gambler, known as Diamonds 
 in Miner's City. 
 
 "Yas, it were jist what I hed expected I 
 Wolf told me ther kind o' look ther boy l 
 
 hed; it are Freddy Townsend, an' no mto 
 take." 
 
 The boy started as he saw the hunter and * 
 smile passed over his face, while he seemed 
 about to speak, but checked bis words at a 
 warning glance from Old Grizzly, who said: 
 
 "Waal, Boy Pard, thet Great Spirit her 
 said ter Black Cloud, ther great Cheyenne 
 chief, thet yer is not ter die, an' I hev come ter 
 take yer away. 
 
 " Yer is a leetle lame, I sees, so jist mount 
 on old Sampson, an' I do ther walkin'." 
 
 Without the slightest hesitation, and unmind- 
 ful of the growl Sampson gave at this change 
 of riders, Diamonds sprung into the saddle, and 
 Old Grizz'y? after a few words of farewell to 
 Black Cloud, turned and walked away, th 
 bear keeping close to his side. 
 
 "Waal, lad, yer got nabbed by ther red, I 
 see," said the hunter, as they left the Indian 
 village, under the awed gaze of even the small- 
 est pappoose. 
 
 " Yes, I was seeking you, old man, to thank 
 you for killing Sanford, and say how much 
 you disappointed me, for I had sworn to kill 
 him or be killed." 
 
 " It is better as it are, Boy Pard; but yer in 
 game ter come alone inter these heur moun- 
 tains." 
 
 "Oh! I knew that you dwelt here, and lam 
 a good border man, if I am young, and expect- 
 ed to be able to dodge the red-skins and find 
 you. 
 
 " But they jumped me and you found me, 
 and if you had not saved me I'd have gone 
 nnder. 
 
 " But in the name of goodness, old man, 
 how did you raise all that rumpus last night!* 1 
 
 Old Grizzly laughed heartily, and asked: 
 
 " Was ther Injuns skeert?" 
 
 " Beared? That is no name for it, and for 
 awhile I too thought the world was coming to 
 an end. 
 
 " But then I recognized the rockets and got 
 them down fine; but what you made the racket 
 with nobody could tell." 
 
 Again Old Grizzly laughed, and, having 
 reached the top of the hill, he drew forth his 
 gong from its concealment, and Diamonds 
 joined him in the laugh. 
 
 "Now, boy, what is ter be did?" 
 
 "Oh! I have come to pay you a visit of 
 few weeks, and then I am going back home to 
 lead a good life, for I have only gambled to 
 hunt down Roy Sanford. 
 
 " Am I welcome, old man?" 
 
 " Say, young 'un, wasn't I months in ye 
 lather's house, an' welcome, an' ef " 
 
 "Hal I have it; you are Hunter Adams,* 
 cried the youth. 
 
 "Yas, I are him thet were Hunter Adams, 
 but now I are calt Old Grizzly Adams, B'ar 
 Tamer, Aniraile Killer, White Death, tbtt 
 
84 
 
 Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 Monarch o' ther Mountains, axi' whatever else 
 I'll git ter be ther good Lori only knows. 
 
 " Cm , boy, an I'll take yer ter my den an* 
 Low yer my menagerie." 
 
 CHAPTER XIX. 
 
 A BRUSH WITH BOAD-AGENT*. 
 
 FOR several months did the youth, whom 
 the hunter had so well befriended, remain a 
 puest in the lone cabin in the canyon; but at 
 last he determined to return to his home in the 
 East, save what be could from his fortune and 
 go to work. 
 
 As there were purchases he wished to make, 
 OldG.izzly went with him to Miner's City, 
 the two riding mustangs, which formed a pare 
 of the old hunter's " faintly," as he called all 
 the dwellers in the canyon. 
 
 They had reached the mountain stage-road, 
 some miles from Mirier's City, and were riding 
 leisurely along, when they heard the rumble 
 of wheels approaching. 
 
 "It are ther overland hearse," said Old 
 Grizzly. 
 
 Hardly had he spoken when suddenly there 
 vrsfr heard a stern voice crying: 
 - * Halt that coach, or diel 
 
 "Up with your hands 1" 
 
 The rumble of wheels ceased, and the old 
 hunter and the youth looked at each other, and 
 both knew what it meant. 
 
 The one who had issued the stern and threat- 
 ening command could not be more than a hun- 
 dred yards from them, around a bend in the 
 road, for there were heard other voices, evi- 
 dently talking in great excitement. 
 
 " Road-agints," said Grizzly Adams. 
 
 "Let us bounce them then," quickly replied 
 the youth. 
 
 ' Tbet are the bill o' fare; come, Boy Pard." 
 
 With this the two rode forward slowly, so 
 that their approach could not be heard, and the 
 next moment dashed round the bend at full 
 speed, their pistols in their hands. 
 
 A thrilling scene presented itself, for there 
 tood in the road a stage-coach and six horses, 
 and the driver on the box was holding his 
 bands above his head. 
 
 Before the leaders stood a rough-looking vil- 
 lain in a black mask, and upon each side of the 
 Btage-coach were two more, heavily armed. 
 
 The doors of the vehicle were open, and a 
 sixth form was visible on the step of the coach 
 and evidently robbing the passengers. 
 
 Two shots, ringing out together almost, was 
 the first knowledge the road-agents had of dan- 
 ger, or the passe ugers of succor. 
 
 And with those two shots two road-agents 
 fell dead. 
 
 The next instant Old Grizzly and his Boy 
 |ard da&lj*d right in upon the scene, and for 
 
 an instant there was a rapid rattle of re 
 volvers. 
 
 Then the fight ended, and the' road -agent 
 and one of his men bad bounded into the 
 thicket and escaped, leaving four of their com- 
 rades behind them dead. 
 
 " The driver had gathered up his reins once 
 more, and half a dozen frightened faces peered 
 out of the coach upon their brave rescuers. 
 
 "Waal, pards, we owes yer suthin'," said 
 the driver, addressing Old Grizzly. 
 
 " Yer are mistook, pard, f er we enjoyed ther , 
 cirkiss as far as it went. JL 
 
 "I hopes tbarare no damage did ter car- 
 kisses an' pusses?" 
 
 " Thanks to you, my man, and your brave 
 young friend, we are safe, and our money is 
 too, for those rascals left the booty they de- 
 manded of us," said a handsome old gentleman 
 in the coach, who sat on the back seat with a 
 lovely young girl evidently his daughter. 
 
 " Waal, you kin drive on, an' we'll do ther 
 sarvice over these heur dead folks," and Old 
 Grizzly pointed to the dead road -agents. 
 
 The elderly gentleman said something in a 
 low tone to his fellow-passengers, which all 
 assented to, and then turning to Old Grizzly, 
 he continued: 
 
 " I hope, my man, that you and your young 
 friend will accept a purse of gold from us for 
 your gallant " 
 
 " Hold on jist thar, old pard, fer yer means 
 well, but is durnedly off yer base ef yer t'muks 
 Old Grizzly Adams, of ther Rocky Mountains, V 
 an' his Boy Pard, is a-goin' ter take yaller 
 metal fer doin' ther squar' thing fer feller-hu- 
 mans in distress. 
 
 " I is ugly-lookin', I knows, but I are white 
 an' gquar', an' as fer thet youngster, he are 
 clean grit to ther heart. 
 
 "We mout luk thro' ther pockets o' ther 
 dead agints, but we don't take no -nan's, or 
 wimmins', dust fer doin' our dooty. 
 
 " You kin drive on, pard." 
 
 It was evident that Old Grizzly's honest re- 
 fusal of the money made a good impression; 
 but before a reply could be made, the driver, 
 anxious to get in on time, cracked his whip 
 and the coach rolled rapidly away. 
 
 Without looking after it, even, the hunter 
 dismounted and tore the mask from the dead 
 face nearest to him. 
 
 " Pard, this are ther very gerloot as dropped 
 his shooter on you ther night o' yer row with 
 Banford." 
 
 " And here is tho young sport I saw trying 
 to rope you into a game of cards with him, 
 and who was a perfect black-leg," said the 
 youth, removing a m^i; fro;n another one of 
 the dead road agents. 
 
 " It are fer a faul ; waui. I are even witfc 
 him now..* 
 
Old Grizzly Adams* the Bear Tamer. 
 
 8ft 
 
 An examination of the pockets of the road* 
 gents revealed the fact, from several letters 
 iound on one of the men, that Roy Sanford 
 bad been a secret member of the band of rob- 
 bers. 
 
 The bodies were hastily burie.1, as well as 
 was possible, in some crevices of the rocks, and 
 mounting their horses the two friends rode on 
 to Miner's City. _ 
 
 CHAPTER XX 
 
 GRIZZLY AND THE GAMBLERS. 
 
 arriving in Miner's City, Old Grizzly 
 and Diamonds put up at the Valley View 
 Hotel, and found themselves heroes in a very 
 short time, for the next stage in brought the 
 news of the road-agents' attack, haviug met 
 the vehicle that had been halted by the rob- 
 bers. 
 
 Then too, Old Grizzly's fame was spreading 
 like wild-fire, for friendly Indians had told 
 marvelous stories regarding him, and he was 
 by no means forgotten in Miner's City atter his 
 duel with Roy Sanford. 
 
 Two days did young Townsend remain in the 
 town, and then bidding farewell to his old 
 friend, took an eastern bound stage for home, 
 his heart at rest, after feeling that the wrong 
 done him, and those he loved, bad been 
 avenged. 
 
 After waving a last farewell to the youth, 
 Old Grizzly made what purchases he needed, 
 .Mid then went up to Luck's Retreat, where he 
 readily got into a game of cards with a couple 
 *f gamblers, which resulted in his being a wiser 
 *nd a poorer man. 
 
 Putting his pack of purchases upon the mus- 
 ing which the youth had ridden, Old Grizzly 
 f<?t out upon his return, and without adventure 
 cached his den, where he found that Wild 
 Wolf had faithfully taken care of the mena- 
 gerie. 
 
 For some months the old hunter and bis 
 Indian companion devoted themselves wholly 
 co laying up stores for the animals in the win- 
 ter, and also in adding to the collection of wild 
 beasts, until the canyon did indeed contain a 
 menagerie, as even a skunk had been caught 
 and placed among the queer assortment of 
 brute and bird creation. 
 
 Going again to the mining camp for his win- 
 ter stores, Old Grizzly met his two adversaries 
 In the game of cards, and, unfortunately for 
 himself played with them before he made his 
 purchases. 
 
 The result was that he was cleaned out of 
 every dollar he had with him, and not able to 
 get what things he wanted, he was forced to 
 return to his mountain home, get together his 
 furs and skins, and return to Miner's City to 
 ftnd a market for them. 
 
 Be bad not been able to detect the two Am- 
 
 cheating him, %nd It was well for them 
 i that he did not; but he felt assured that to 
 i was cheated, even if several who felt most 
 friendly toward him had not told him that he 
 had been defrauded of his money by two ot the 
 worst card sharps in the mines. 
 
 " I hev time, afore ther winter sets in, ter 
 git back, an' return with a leetle more dust, 
 ter git what I wants ter purchis, an' mayhap I 
 may hev enough over ter tackle 'em fer an- 
 other shuffle of them keerds," said Old Grizzly, 
 to the landlord of the Valley View Hotel. 
 
 " I can lend you what you want, Grizzly 
 Adams, until you come down from the moun- 
 tains in the spring," said the landlord. 
 
 " I thanks yer, cap'n, but I never borrert 
 anything more valuable than a chaw o' ter- 
 backy when I hes ther teeth-ache, an' thet are 
 seldom, fer I doesn't chaw myself as a reg'lar 
 diet. 
 
 " Then, ef I got kilt, an' it are likely, bein' 
 as I are livin' a leetle dangersome life, yer 
 w'u'd lose yer money. 
 
 " No, I goes back an' gits what will fetch 
 ther dust, an' I hes a fortin' in pelts, I kin 
 sw'ar. 
 
 " When I comes back, I'll see ef them keerd 
 sharps plays me fer a durned old mountair 
 fool, an' I'll be back afore snow falls." 
 
 True to his word Old Grizzly was soon back 
 again in Miner's City. 
 
 He arrived by night, and the landlord of fc^* 
 hotel gave him his old quarters, and readily 
 paid him a good price for the dressed skius and 
 furs he brought with him. 
 
 The next day he visited the stores and made 
 his purchases, and, as he had expected, waa 
 dogged by the two gamblers. 
 
 " Now don't yer be afeerd I'll spend all my 
 dust, fer I is detarmined notter, as I is coufidint 
 luck will change with me, an' I is anxious ter 
 tackle yer all fer a game ter-night. 
 
 " It may be a leetle late, seein' as bow III 
 be gittin' my packs ready ter start back, but 
 I'll be thar, so don't yer fear, an' I guess I'll 
 win suthin'." 
 
 " I have no doubt of it, old friend; luck la 
 bound to change you know." 
 
 " Yes, I feel a little shaky about risking a 
 large sum with you in a game to-night, for the 
 third time comes the turn, old pard," added 
 the other. 
 
 "Waal, you all hes played keerds enough 
 ter know, an' I'll be thar." 
 
 The two gamblers went to the Luck's Re- 
 treat that night, chuckling over their antici- 
 pated harvest of gold. 
 
 They had cheated Grizzly Adams shamefully, 
 with marked and double cards, and though a 
 good player he could not guard against their 
 combined hand. 
 
 Unable to detect them he bad gambled OF* 
 tintfl fcis money was all gone, 
 
Old Grizzly Adams* the Bear Tamer. 
 
 Anxiously the two watched the front door, 
 lor the appearance of tLeir victim. 
 
 They had secured a table at one end of the 
 room, and up in a corner near a side door, 
 upon which they did not keep their eyes, and 
 only turned toward it, as a general hum and 
 commotion annou ced that something of an 
 important nature ! ad happened in that direc- 
 tion. 
 
 With startled cries they sprung to their feet 
 At what they saw. 
 
 And no wonder, for Old Grizzly had sudden- 
 ly entered the side door, and he was by no 
 means alone. 
 
 His comrades were two in number, and none 
 other than the largest kind of grizzly bears. 
 
 One was Sampson, the other Goliath, and 
 they looked it. 
 
 The two gamblers would have fled in terror, 
 but they were truthfully "cornered," and 
 dared not attempt to dash by those huge 
 paws. 
 
 As for Grizzly Adams, he was calm and 
 miling, and said in the blandest way: 
 
 " Pards, I hev come." 
 
 " What the devil did you bring those sav- 
 age brutes along for?" growled one of the 
 gamblers. 
 
 "Oh! they is gentle as lambs, an' they loves 
 ter look on while I play keerds. 
 
 " Stan' thar, Sampson; an' you, Goliath, jist 
 tan' thar, while I take this heur cha'r, an' hev 
 a nice lee tie game o' cards with these heur 
 gents." 
 
 " I can never play with those beasts looking 
 at me." 
 
 " I'll expect to be swallowed any minute," 
 put in the other. 
 
 "Pards, yer is skittish, for them animileg 
 minds me prime; ef yer don't believe it, I kin 
 show yer, fer ef I says so, they'll grab yer, 
 squeeze yer a loetle, an' let yer go 'ithout 
 hurtin' of yer. 
 
 "Shall I try 'eml" 
 
 "No, thank you." 
 
 "We'll take your word for it," said the 
 gamblers. 
 
 " Then let ther game go on." 
 
 The gamblers sat down again, though in a 
 ullen manner, and the interested spectators 
 gazed from a distance, which merely lent en- 
 chantment to the scene, with Sampson and 
 Goliath as the central figures in it. 
 
 Old Grizzly took his seat, and just behind, 
 and upon each side of his chair stood the two 
 enormous brutes, licking their chops appetiz- 
 ingly by, and looking diabolically savage. 
 
 The hunter put down his pile of money, the 
 gamblers covered it, and the game began. 
 
 As a matter of course it was won by the 
 treating sharpers. 
 
 Old Grizzly said nothing bat merely smiled, 
 
 and a second and a third game ended tfee same 
 way. 
 
 Then the hunter drew out quite a large bag 
 of gold, and said slowly: 
 
 " In that bag are jist ther amount yer he 
 won from me ter-night, an' ther two times 
 afore. 
 
 " An' I bets it now ag'in' ther same amount 
 for you to put up. 
 
 '"Does yer do it?" 
 
 The eyes of the gamblers fairly glittered 
 With delight. 
 
 They were only too anxious to oblige the 
 great hunter, they said. 
 
 The money was all placed on the table, and 
 then Grizzly Adams threw a fresh pack of 
 cards down, and said in his quiet way: 
 
 "We plays with them keerds, now, an', 
 keerd sharps, we'll know ef thar are any cheat- 
 in' in this heur xeetle game, an' these two b'ar 
 pards o mine kin jedge, fer they hes hinted 
 ter me thet thar war blackleg biz goin' on. 
 
 " Now, sharps, it are my deal an' heur 
 goes, an' Goliath, you an' Sampson keep yer 
 eyes skint." 
 
 The two gamblers were fairly caught. 
 
 They dared not refuse to play, for the eye 
 of every man in the room was upon them. 
 
 With honest cards they might win; but it 
 was better even to lose the money than back 
 down now. 
 
 In fact they could see by the face of Old 
 Grizzly that he would force them to play. 
 
 Had he been alouo. they would have picked 
 a quarrel with him and then tried conclusions 
 with him. 
 
 But, with those fierce beasts staring them in 
 the face, it was not to be thought of. 
 
 One glanced at the other, and a significant 
 look passed between them. 
 
 Then one spoke, and in an injured tone: 
 
 "You seem to doubt us, old man; but we 
 forgive you, as it is hard to lose your money. 
 
 ' But try again, and luck might change this 
 time." 
 
 "Yes, try again, old pard," put in the 
 other. 
 
 " Thet is jist what I sed we was ter do, so 
 heur goes." 
 
 Quietly Old Grizzly dealt the cards, and, 
 after a close game he ended the winner. 
 
 He raked the money into his bag, and at- 
 tached it to bis belt. 
 
 " What, hain't yer going to give us another 
 chance, old man!" cried one of the pair. 
 
 " Yes, don't be mean, but let us have an- 
 other game," said the other. 
 
 "Thet are jist what I intends ter do, but it 
 won't be adzactly a game o' keerds. 
 
 ** I hes heerd thar is one thousan' dollars a 
 bead offered fer any o' the gang o' road agents 
 thet robs ther Overland coaches, an'. I drawed 
 
Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 (u>me reward on one I fetched in las' night, an 
 he gived me ther names o' two more. 
 
 "Tber names were Ike Dunn, an* Ben Buck, 
 an' you is thercuaps Eye 'em, b'ars." 
 
 The men had sprung to their feet at his 
 words; but when he spoke to the bears, their 
 terrific growls had made them shrink down 
 again, and then they saw that Old Grizzly 
 covered them with his revolvers. 
 
 A crowd of the kind of which those in the 
 Luck's Retreat were composed, is always 
 fickle and fond of excitement, and almost in- 
 stantly the cry arose to string the road-agents 
 up to the nearest tree. 
 
 In vain they cried for mercy, no mercy was 
 given, and, with the one wht m Old Grizzly 
 had captured on his way back to Miner's City, 
 and who was taken from the log jail, they 
 were dragged to the nearest trees, and hanged 
 without judge, jury, or loss of time. 
 
 Old Grizzly waited until the next day and 
 drew his reward for the capture of the road- 
 agents, and then, with Sampson and Goliath 
 loaded down with stores he had purchased, set 
 off on his return to his mountain retreat. 
 
 ' CHAPTER XXI. 
 
 A. FIGHT IN A SNOW-STORM. 
 
 ALTHOUGH Old Grizzly Adams had been 
 found to be a most dangerous person to deal 
 with, there was not wanting, in a wild com- 
 munity such as Miner's City boasted, men who 
 would take any risk to gain money, or revenge, 
 the two ruling motives that seemed to govern 
 the denizens of that reckless camp. 
 
 The road-agents bad been committing many 
 depredations of late upon the stage lines, and 
 travelers going alone, or in squads, had been 
 robbed and killed in many cases, and it was 
 surmised thao the outlaws dwelt in, or around 
 Miner's City. 
 
 Certain it was that they always went masked 
 and those whom Old Grizzly and his Boy Pard 
 had unearthed, had proven to be miners from 
 mist vicinity, and whom few suspected as 
 being other than idlers and gamblers. 
 
 With his last blow at the road-agents, Griz- 
 ly Adams became a marked man among those 
 that remained, and there was a plot entered 
 into at once to avenge their comrades and at 
 the same time make a rich haul of money, for 
 they knew he had a good supply, realized from 
 bis furs, won back from the two gamblers be 
 had played with that night at Luck's Retreat, 
 and which would be paid him by the Stage 
 Manager the following morning, as a reward 
 for the road-agents he had captured. 
 
 The members of the outlaw band then in 
 Miner's City at once collected together and held 
 a secret council, and it was decided that the 
 id hunter must die. 
 
 Out of the number, three of the most de 
 perate men were selected to do the work. 
 
 They were cruel wretches, brave as lions, in 
 spite of their evil lives, and as strong as giants, 
 while they were dead shots and desperate men 
 with the revolver. 
 
 Yet they dared not attack Grizzly Adami 
 while he was in the town, so left for the moun- 
 tains, armed to the teeth, to waylay him on nil 
 way home. 
 
 They knew the way he always went, but, in 
 case he should return by another trail, a com- 
 rade was to ride on and report, and then they 
 were to pursue him, even if they went to his 
 den. 
 
 Leaving Old Grizzly waiting for his reward, 
 the three desperadoes left Miner's City and 
 took up their position in a lonely defile of the 
 mountain. 
 
 It was a place well suited for an ambush, 
 for the trail ran through a narrow defile of the 
 mountain, with here and there huge bowlders 
 in it, which had fallen from the sides of the 
 cliff. 
 
 The pass was about fifty feet wide, the bot- 
 tom sandy, and a man who went into a trap 
 there laid for him seemed to stand no possible 
 chance of escape. 
 
 In waylaying Old Grizzly the outlaws had 
 not forgotten that he was not alone, but had 
 with him two most dangerous companions in 
 the shape of the bears. 
 
 How hard it was to kill a grizzly they well 
 knew; but they had provided themselves with 
 rifles of large bore, and as the man and his 
 savage pets came along, from their place be- 
 hind the rocks each one of the outlaws was to 
 find a target, two at the bears, the third at the 
 hunter. 
 
 It was late in the afternoon when Old Griz- 
 zly and his bears came along and reached th 
 
 They were traveling at a quick trot, for it 
 bad commenced to snow, and the hunter knew 
 the danger of being caught in a storm in the 
 mountains far from shelter. 
 
 Presently over the rocks peeped three rifle 
 barrels, but the quick eye of Old Grizzly 
 caught sight of them, as did the instinct of the 
 bears tell them that danger was near. 
 
 Down dropped the hunter to the ground, and 
 , the bullet whizzed over his head. 
 
 A second rifle snapped, failing to go off, and 
 the third bullet alone found its mark; but, 
 slightly disconcerted by the failure of his com- 
 rades, the outlaw fired badly, and the bullet 
 merely cut through the fleshy part of the neck 
 of Sampson. 
 
 Tten, with a wild yell, Old Grizzly arose^ 
 and with his knife severing the girths that held 
 the packs on the bears, called out: 
 
 '* Come, b'ars, thar are mischief brewin', an' 
 we muse dad it out." 
 
*8 
 
 Old Grizzly 
 
 tto Bear Tamer. 
 
 Completely nonplused by their failure to 
 kfll at the first fire, the outlaws almost lost 
 their nerve. 
 
 But where they had come jo kill, they would 
 not back down then, when they saw that the 
 tables were turned sufficiently to make both 
 sides equal, for they still held the rocks, and 
 they opened heavily with their revolvers, hav- 
 ing thrown aside their riQ.es. 
 
 Like very demons /id Grizzly and his bears 
 rustied to the attack, receiving the fire of their 
 foes, hurt badly, and yet pressing on until the 
 ambuscade was reached and carried. 
 
 The outlaws then saw that theirs was the 
 greatest danger, and with a parting volley 
 turned to fly. 
 
 But down dropped one of the cut-throats 
 under a blow of Sampson's paw, and throwing 
 himself upon a second, Old Grizzly drove his 
 knife in his heart. 
 
 The third outlaw had thus far managed to 
 escape the clutches of Goliath, and reaching a 
 rock, could have gained rapidly by scrambling 
 up the steep side of the cliff. 
 
 But a shot from the hunter broke his arm, 
 and he fell back upon the rock, yet revengeful 
 he fired a last time, and it struck Old Grizzly in 
 the head, and he dropped like a dead man in 
 his tracks, just as Goliath dragged the now 
 shneking wretch back into the canyon. 
 
 Ife was fortunate for Grizzly Adams that the 
 bullet fired by the last of the three outlaws 
 had not struck him more squarely in the head, 
 for his death would have bew certain. 
 
 As it was it had glanced on bis bard skull 
 and stunned him, then cut its way along the 
 scalp. 
 
 It was a long time, however, before ho 
 recovered consciousness, and then he found the 
 *now falling heavily, and that it was growing 
 dark. 
 
 Strong breasted as he was he grew faint at 
 the sight that presented itself, for the mangled 
 bodies of the three outlaws lay near, and the 
 was crimsoned with their blood. 
 
 * Ther b'ars hev eat 'em up, or I are a 
 
 "Yas, an' thar they sit holdin a powwow 
 over me, ter see ef I were dead, thet they 
 o<mt see ef my meat were dif' rent from other 
 fcJks's. 
 
 " Waal, this are a picklo an' no mistake. 
 
 * 4 1 are wounded in ther bead, an' as bloody 
 as a stuck pig; but thet wound hain't danger- 
 tome. 
 
 "Thar are another heur in my arm thet 
 hurts a leetle, an* this one in my side I hopes 
 hain't gone fer in. 
 
 "Ther leg wound are goin* to pester me, 
 thet are a fact. 
 
 " Waal, ther storm hev set in an' I far from 
 home. 
 
 "El I were alone I w'u'd jist lay down ter 
 
 die; but as my War pards is with me, FB try 
 
 an 7 make ther den." 
 
 So saying, he arose with pain and difficulty, 
 collected hia arms and those of the outlaws, 
 and got his packs and strapped them on the 
 grizzlies again. 
 
 Then be tied his wounds up as well as he 
 0ould, and started to walk. 
 
 But this he found was impossible, for the 
 wound in his leg gave him intense pain, and h 
 had lost enough blood to make him very weak, 
 while his head ached as though it would split 
 
 " Goliath, yer hev got ter do double duty, 
 fer I'se got ter strap both packs on you, while 
 you, Sampson, hes got ter carry ther old man, 
 who are all broke up." 
 
 He transferred the pack on Sampson to 
 Goliath's back and strapped it most firmly, for 
 he knew it would be hard traveling. 
 
 Then he took his lariat, and mounting Samp- 
 son, securely bound himself on his back, for 
 he feared he might become too weak to hold 
 on. 
 
 With his robes he made himself as comforta- 
 ble as was possible, under the terrible circum- 
 stances, and then gave the word to go. 
 
 Forward the savage but faithful pets moved 
 through the driving storm, finding and keeping 
 the trail by instinct, when no human being 
 co^ld have done so in the fearful storm and 
 snow. 
 
 Groaning in anguish at every movement, 
 poor Grizzly Adams held on, though at times 
 he was tempted to cut himself loose, fall in th* 
 snow and die. 
 
 The cold froze the blood, so that his wounds 
 ceased to bleed; but his limbs became be- 
 numbed, hardy and tough as he was, and he 
 suffered agony untold. 
 
 Both of the bears had also been wounded; 
 but they were too tenacious of life to care for 
 the flesh wounds they had received, and they 
 had held bravely on, though of course suffering 
 pain. 
 
 On, on, through the storm and the night, 
 *ver mountains, down valleys, through can- 
 yons, across streams swollen by the storm, went 
 the unerring brutes. 
 
 Now they were floundering in a snow-drift, 
 and then plunging into a rushing mountain 
 stream. 
 
 But through all they passed, and at last, just 
 as the eastern skies were growing rosy under 
 the approaching -sun, for the clouds had blown 
 away, they passed through the chasm into the 
 canyon. 
 
 A large mountain lion was chained there on 
 duty, in the place of Goliath, and greeted them 
 with yelps of welcome, which brought Wild 
 Wolf, the Indian boy, from the cabin. 
 
 In alarm, he sprung to the side of Sampson, 
 as the bears dragged themselves up to th door, 
 and called to Old grizzly. 
 
Old Grizzly A&&&0, the Bear Tamer. 
 
 But no reply came, for the old hunter lay 
 like one dead, strapped to the back of his fa- 
 vorite aiid faithful beast 
 
 CHAPTER XXIL 
 
 THE FATE OF WILD WOLF. 
 
 IT was many a long week before Old Grizzly 
 Adams left his cabin, for the wounds he had 
 received proved more serious than he had be- 
 lieved, and the night of exposure that followed, 
 with the fearful jolting, had exaggerated the 
 evil. 
 
 He bad been brought out of the fainting-fit 
 in which the Pawnee boy had found him, to 
 become delirious with fever. 
 
 But Wild Wolf devoted himself to him day 
 and night, and, with an Indian's natural knowl- 
 edge of medical herbs and the care of wounds, 
 he had played the part of a skillful surgeon 
 and doctor. 
 
 He had extracted the bullet from the side, 
 cut the one out of the leg, and dressed them 
 most skillfully, after which he made healing 
 and reviving medicines from his collection of 
 herbs, roots and berries, and soon saw that Old 
 Grizzly was on the road to improvement. 
 
 Few men could have rallied after what the 
 old hunter had gone through; but his constitu- 
 tion of iron, and the boy's good nursing, in the 
 end brought him around all right. 
 
 The wounded bears had also been cared for 
 moct kindly by the Indian boy, and all things 
 went well at the den. 
 
 Slowly the winter dragged along; but when 
 the first approach of spring came Old Grizzly 
 expressed himself as good as ever. 
 
 " Yer bev saved me, Injun, an' if ever I 
 desart yer, may ther good Lord desart me," 
 and the old hunter s voice trembled as he spoke, 
 tazid held out his band to grasp that of the 
 brave and noble boy. 
 
 " The White Death saved Wild Wolf from 
 the stake. 
 
 "The Wild Wolf loves him as a father, and 
 more than his own people. 
 
 "He -sires not ever to leave the White 
 Hunter," said the red-skin youth. 
 
 " And yer sba'n't, ontil death do us part, 
 boy; but ag'in' thet we hev nothin' ter say." 
 
 The two were seated in front of the cabin, 
 brushing up ail thei* weapons, rifles, revolvers, 
 bows and arrows, spears, and sharpening their 
 knivos for the hunting time. 
 
 It was a balmy spring morning, the warm* 
 est of the season thus far, and the animals in 
 the canyon, soothed by its influence, werw 
 asieep. 
 
 The birds sung merrily in the trees, and Old 
 Grizzly, also lulled by the influence of the 
 morning, became drowsy, and sunk to sleep. 
 
 He awoke with a start, as though from a 
 troubled dream, and a little or* hr^ir- from his 
 lips. 
 
 And no wonder, for at his stde flt Wild 
 Wolf, also asleep; but it teas the sleep of death. 
 
 In the heart of the youth wat? sticking an 
 arrow, and it had come from the mou f b of the 
 pass, a long way off, and from the cliff above 
 Goliath the grizzly sentinel. 
 
 "Thar are no use, ther boy is dead, cm* 
 death hev parted us so soon. 
 
 " But this ar a Cheyenne arrer, an' I'll 
 keep it ter notch on it ther Cheyennes thet 1 
 kills ter avenge thet poor boy, who, ef he did 
 hev a red skin, bed a heart as big as a grizzly 
 b'ar." 
 
 CHAPTER XXHL 
 
 CONCLUSION. 
 
 POOR Wild Wolf was buried in the canyQ!.% 
 and Old Grizzly carved out & wooden headl- 
 board for the head of his grave. 
 
 Into the wood he cut the following insc_"ip 
 tion: 
 
 "HEBE LIES THER BONES or 
 
 " WILD WOLF, 
 
 "A PAWNEE BOY, 
 
 "Tho' a red Injun he were squar' white 
 
 clean through." 
 
 When the trails were no longer covered witb 
 snow, Old Grizzly made a trip to Miner's City 
 and claimed his reward on the other three 
 road-agents, and got it. 
 
 Then he received a letter from young Town- 
 send, known as Diamonds, telling him he had 
 gone East in the stage with the old gentleman 
 and young girl they bad rescued from the 
 road-agents, and he was engaged to marry the 
 maiden. 
 
 For long years after Old Grizzly Adams re- 
 mained in the Rocky Mountains; but when he 
 had his menagerie completed he came to New 
 York with his whole gang of "animiles" and 
 traveled with Banmjoa't circus until the Oaj fcl 
 big death. 
 
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