HOW HE WAS CAPTURED.
Much having been said about bears of late, a young Californian of great fortune and enterprise resolved to set some questions at rest, and, quite regardless of cost or consequences, sent into the mountains for a live grizzly1. The details of his capture, the plain story of the long, wild quest, the courage, the cunning, the final submission2 of the monster, and then the last bulletin about his health, habits and all that, make so instructive and pleasing a narrative3 that I have asked for permission to add it to my own stories. The bear described is at present in our San Francisco Zoo, a fine and greatly admired monarch4.
“Are there any true grizzly bears in California?”
“Undoubtedly there are.”
“I don’t know about it. I have a great deal of doubt. Where are they?”
“In the Sierra Madre, in Touloumne Canyon5, in Siskiyou County and probably in many other mountain districts.”
“That may be so, but nobody can find them. Now, do you think you could find them?”
“I think I could if I should try.”
“Would you undertake to get a genuine grizzly in this State?”
“Yes, if you want one. How will you have him—dead or alive?”
“Alive.”
This conversation was held last May between the proprietor6 of the Examiner and special reporter Allen Kelly.
A week ago Kelly brought home an enormous grizzly bear, lodged7 the animal temporarily in one of the cages in Woodward’s Gardens and reported to the editor that he had finished that assignment.
The following is his account of the hunt and capture.
The Examiner expedition began the search for a grizzly early in June, starting from Santa Paula and striking into the mountains at Tar8 Creek9, where the Sespe oil wells are bored. The Examiner correspondent detailed10 to catch a bear was accompanied by De Moss11 Bowers12 of Ventura, who was moved by love of adventure to offer his assistance.
During the first part of the trip the party numbered five persons, including Dad Coffman, a spry old gentleman of seventy-two years, who was out for the benefit of his health, a packer and guide, and a person from Santa Paula called “Doc,” who was loaded to the muzzle14 with misinformation and inspired with the notion that it was legitimate15 to plunder16 the expedition because the Examiner had plenty of money. The packer was “Doc’s” son, a good man to work, but unfortunately afflicted17 with similar hallucinations. The expedition was plundered18 because these persons were trusted on the recommendation of a gentleman who ought to have known better.
At Tar Creek the correspondent was told that the Stone Corral bear, a somewhat noted19 grizzly that had killed his man, had been recently on Squaw Flat, and had prowled about an old cabin at night, sorting over the garbage heap and pile of tin cans at the door, but when the expedition passed the cabin no fresh sign was found, and the tracks on Squaw Flat were at least a week old.
The first camp was in a clump20 of chincapin brush at Stone Corral. There were bear tracks in the soft ground at the edge of the creek, which induced the hunters to spend two days in prospecting22 that part of the country. One of the proposed plans for capturing the bear was to run him out of the rocks and brush to some reasonably open bit of country like Squaw Flat or one of the small level patches near camp and lasso him, but the impracticable nature of that scheme was soon demonstrated. On the next day after making camp the Examiner’s own bear catcher went out on a nervous black horse called “Nig” to find out where the Stone Corral bear was spending the summer and incidentally to get some venison. The Stone Corral bear was there or thereabouts beyond any doubt. He ran the correspondent out of the brush and showed a perverse23 disposition24 to do all the hunting himself. “Nig” would not stand to let his rider take a shot, but when the bear gave notice of his presence by growling25 and smashing down the brush twenty yards away, he wheeled and bolted towards camp. Near the camp Dad was found rounding up the other horses, who had just been scared from their pasturage by another wandering bear. It was clear that not a horse in the outfit26 could be ridden to within roping distance of a bear, and it is doubtful if three horses fit for such a job could be found in the country. Some years ago the ranchmen and vaqueros frequently caught bears with a rope, but even then it was difficult to train horses to the work, and only one horse out of a hundred could be cured of his instinctive28 dread29 of a grizzly.
It was clear also that there were some defects in the plan of driving the Stone Corral bear out of the brush, chief of which was the bear’s inconsiderate desire to do the driving himself. As the hunting would have to be done afoot, the prospects30 incident to an attempt to round up a big grizzly among the rocks and chaparral were not peculiarly alluring33. Trapping was the only other method that could be suggested, but the absence of any heavy timber would make that difficult.
The Stone Corral is a singular arrangement of huge sandstone ledges35 on the slope of a mountain, forming a rough inclosure about a quarter of a mile wide and three or four times as long. The country is very rugged36 and broken for miles around, and except along the creek and on the trail a horse cannot be ridden through it. The problem of how to catch a bear in such a place was not solved, because the bear cut short its consideration by marching past the camp and lumbering37 down the creek bed toward the Alder39 Creek Canyon and the Sespe country. The correspondent stood upon the sandstone ledge34 as he went by, and yelled at him, but he did not quicken his pace.
When it became evident that the bear was bound for the Sespe, the horses were saddled. Balaam the Burro was concealed40 under a mountainous pack, and the march was resumed over the Alder Creek trail to the deep gorge41 through which the Sespe River runs. The man who made the Alder Creek trail was not born to build roads. He laid it out right over the top of a high and steep mountain, when by making a slight detour42, he could have avoided a difficult and unnecessary climb. In the broiling43 hot sun of a breezeless day in June, the march over the mountains was hard on men and horses, and the pace was necessarily slow.
The heat coaxed44 the rattlesnakes out of their holes, and the angry hum of their rattles45 was an almost incessant46 accompaniment to the hoof47 beats of the horses. Where the trail wound along a steep slope, affording but slight foothold for an animal, a more than unusually strenuous48 and insistent49 singing of a snake, disturbed from his sunny siesta50, caused Balaam to jump aside. Balaam avoided the snake, but he lost his balance and rolled down the slope, heels in the air and pack underneath51. The acrobatic feats52 achieved by Balaam in his struggles to regain53 his footing were watched by an admiring and solicitous54 audience, and when he cleverly took advantage of the slight obstruction55 offered by a manzanita bush, and got safely upon his feet, he was loudly applauded. The deep solicitude56 of the party for the safety of Balaam and his pack was accounted for when he scrambled57 back to the trail and gravely walked up to the packer to have his pack straightened. Every man anxiously felt of the pack, and heaved a sigh of relief. The bottles containing O. P. S., antidote58 for snake bite, were not broken, but it was a narrow escape.
“Great Beeswax!” said the Doctor, “suppose those bottles had been smashed and then some one of us should go to work and bite himself with a snake! Wouldn’t that be a fix?”
“Dogdurn if it don’t make my blood run cold to think of it,” said Dad.
Everybody’s blood seemed to be congealing59, and as the pack was loose and the antidote accessible, an ounce of prevention was administered to each man, and Balaam was rewarded for his timely agility60 with a handful of sugar.
No more accidents occurred, and late in the afternoon the cavalcade61 slid, coasted and scrambled down the last steep hill into the Sespe Canyon, where a camp was made under an immense oak beside a deep, rocky pool. That evening, around the camp-fire, some strange bear stories were evolved from either the memories or imagination of the hunters.
In the morning the search for bear signs was resumed and prosecuted62 until noon without success. Dad was lured63 by the swarms64 of trout65 in the stream, and went fishing. Dad is not a scientific fly fisherman. His favorite method is to select a shady nook on the bank, sit down with his back against a rock, tie a sinker to a large and gaudy66 fly, and angle on the bottom for the biggest trout he can see. He generally carries a book in his pocket, and when the trout remains67 unresponsive to the allurements68 of the gaudy fly, he fastens his rod to a bush and reads until he falls asleep.
In the afternoon one of the party went out over a long, brushy ridge69, and the correspondent pushed on down the gorge in search of bear signs. All the bear tracks led up toward the Hot Springs Canyon, indicating that the grizzlies70 had begun their annual migration71 to the Alamo, Frazier and Pine mountains, where large bands of sheep are herded72 through the summer. Some of the tracks were large and fresh, and a person might come upon a bear at any time in the bottom of the canyon. Preparations were made for following the bears and directions given for an early start in the morning. The Doctor recollected73 that he had important business in Santa Paula that required his immediate74 attention, and he wouldn’t have time to follow the grizzlies through the rugged passes of the mountains. Accordingly, he and Dad decided75 to remain in the Sespe camp a day or two, enjoy the fishing, and then return to Santa Paula, and the bear hunting party that saddled up and struck out on the trail of the grizzly in the morning was reduced to three.
The trail led through the Hot Springs Canyon, where boiling hot sulphur water flows out of the ground in a stream large enough to sensibly affect the temperature of the Sespe River, into which it runs. This canyon was formerly76 a beautiful camping spot, and was resorted to by many persons who believed that bathing in sulphur water would restore their health, but about three years ago a cloudburst uprooted77 all the trees and converted the green cienaga into a rocky desolate78 flat, as barren and unattractive as the sharp, treeless peaks surrounding the canyon. A few mountain sheep inhabit the mountains about the Hot Springs, and occasionally one is seen standing79 upon some high and inaccessible80 cliff, but it is very seldom that a hunter succeeds in getting a pair of big horns.
The next camp was on the Piru Creek, where it runs through the Mutaw ranch27. One of the most promising81 mining districts in this part of the State takes its name from the Piru, and in years gone by a great deal of gold was taken from the diggings along the stream. One of the most successful miners was Mike Brannan, whose cabins and mining appliances lie unused and decaying about six miles from the place where the expedition camped.
From the camp on the Mutaw the expedition followed Piru Creek down to Lockwood, and the latter up to the divide between Lockwood Valley and the Cuddy ranch at the foot of Mount Pinos, called Sawmill Mountain by the settlers. The mountain is about 10,000 feet high, and is covered with heavy pine timber. Ever since Haggin & Carr’s sheep have been on the mountain, the bears from forty miles around have made annual marauding expeditions, and kept the herders on the jump all the summer. The first band of sheep and the Examiner expedition arrived at the old Sawmill simultaneously82 this year, and the Basque who was herding83 the band, having a very lively sense of the danger of his situation, pitched his tent close to the camp, where he would be under the protection of three rifles. The Basque had never been on the mountain before, but he had heard about the bears and their audacious raids, and he was not at all enamored of his job. When the campfires were started, and the forest became an enclosing wall of gloom, behind which lurked85 all the mysteries and menaces of the mountains, the Basque came shyly into camp, bringing a shoulder of mutton with which to establish friendly relations, and under the mellowing86 influence of a glass of something hot he became confidential87 and as communicative as his broken jargon88 of French and California Spanish would permit.
He had come to the mountain reluctantly, and having been told about the herder whose hand was torn off by a grizzly last year, he was still more unwilling89 to remain. He would stay as long as the Examiner party remained near him, but when the hunters went away he proposed to quit and hasten back to the plains, where he would have nothing worse than the coyotes to encounter. Every night after that, so long as the hunters were in that camp, the Basque came and sat at the fire until bedtime, talking about los osos, and when the grass and water gave out and the expedition was obliged to move camp about two miles, the gentle shepherd packed his blankets over the trail to Bakersfield, leaving his flock in the care of a leathery skinned bear-hardened Mexican.
The bears were later this year than usual in coming to the mountain, probably because the warm weather was longer delayed, and for many days the hunters scanned the trails in the canyons90 in vain for the footprints of grizzlies. The first indication of their arrival was given in a somewhat startling way to the correspondent one evening as he was slowly toiling91 through a deep, rocky ravine back to camp, after a weary tramp over the foothills of the big mountain.
The sun had set and the bottom of the ravine was dark as night. The belated searcher for bear signs skirted a dense92 willow93 thicket94, and brushed against the bushes with his elbow. “Woof! Woof!” snorted a bear within ten feet of him, invisible in the thicket. His heart thumped95 and his rifle lock clicked, together, and which sound was the louder he could not tell. For a few seconds he stood at the edge of the thicket with his rifle ready, expecting the rush of the bear, but the animal was not in a warlike mood and did not rush, and the hunter cautiously backed away about twenty yards up the steep side of the ravine. The cracking of brush indicated that bruin was moving in the thicket, but nothing could be seen in the gathering96 gloom. Two or three large rocks rolled down into the willows97 started the bear out on a run and he could be heard crashing his way down the ravine and splashing into the pools as he went. The remainder of the journey back to camp was made through the open pine forest on the top of the mountain.
Superintendent98 McCullough, who has charge of Haggin & Carr’s sheep camps on Pinos Mountain, stopped at the Examiner camp when he made his inspecting tours, and consultations99 were held with him about the bears. From the reports given him by the herders he judged that only the bears that lived on the mountain were prowling about, and that the invading army had not arrived from the Alamo and the Sespe region. A large cinnamon bear had walked into one camp about ten miles distant and killed two sheep in daylight, but the grizzlies had not begun to eat mutton. In July or August there would be bears enough to keep a man busy shinning up trees. Last year, he said, there were at least forty bears on the mountain, and they visited some of the sheep camps every night. Sometimes two or three bears would raid a camp, tree the herder and kill several sheep. The herders were not expected to fight bears or attempt to drive them away, and the owners reckoned upon the loss of several hundred sheep every summer.
Shortly before the first of July the camp was moved to Seymore Spring, about two miles from the mill, where good water and feed were plenty, and search for bear sign was continued. Every day some deep gorge or rocky ravine was visited and thoroughly100 hunted, and a deer was killed occasionally, but no sign of bears was found until the 3d of July, when the tracks of a very large grizzly were discovered crossing a ridge between the Lockwood Valley and the Seymour. The tracks were followed across the Seymour Valley to a spur of the mountain between the mill ravine and a deep canyon to the westward101.
Camp was moved to a green cienaga at the head of the latter, which was christened Bear Canyon, and the building of a trap was begun near the mouth—about half a mile from camp. Three large pine trees served as corner posts for a pen built of twenty-inch logs, “gained” at the corners and fastened together with stout102 oak pins. The pen was about twelve feet long, four feet high and five feet wide inside, and the door was made of pine logs sunk into the ground and wedged and pinned securely. A door of four-inch planks103, so heavy that it required three men to raise it, was set in front, between oak guides pinned vertically104 to the trees and suspended by a rope running over a pulley and back to a trigger that engaged with a pivoted105 stick of oak, to which the bait was to be fastened. Five days were consumed in the construction of the trap, and while the work was going on a bear visited the camp at night and stampeded all the saddle and pack animals out of the canyon.
A German prospector106 named Sparkuhle, who was staying temporarily in the camp, was cured of a severe case of skepticism that night. Sparkuhle believed nothing that he could not see, and he declared, with exasperating107 iteration, “I believe there don’t vas any bears in der gountry. I look for ’em every day, thinking perhaps might I could see one, but I don’t could see any.” And every night before he turned in, Sparkuhle said: “Vell, might did a bear come tonight. I wish I could see one, but I think there don’t vas any bears at all.”
Sparkuhle scorned the shelter of the bough108 shed, under which the Examiner outfit slept, and spread his blankets on top of a bank about six feet above a rocky shelf that was used as a pantry and kitchen. His only weapon was his pick, and he was not afraid of being disturbed by any prowling animal.
It was about midnight when the camp was alarmed by the snorting of the horses and the clatter109 of hoofs110 galloping111 down the canyon, but before the cause of the disturbance112 could be learned a yell of surprise came from Sparkuhle, followed by a crash and a terrible clatter among the pots and pans below the bank. In another moment Sparkuhle ran into the camp and began to tell excitedly what had happened to him. He was so intensely interested in his story that he paid no attention to a three-tined fork that was sticking in him just below the end of his back. He said he was awakened113 by the noise in camp, and looking up thought he saw the burro standing over him. Seizing his pillow he made a swipe at the animal, and said, “Get away, Balaam!” and then the supposed burro hit him a clip and knocked him spinning over the edge of the bank, but the blow did no further damage because Sparkuhle was rolled up in half a dozen blankets. The noise of his arrival among the tinware alarmed the bear and when the party got out with lights and guns he was out of sight. Sparkuhle slept in the cabin after that.
Two days later the big bear went into a sheep camp near the mill, while the herder was cooking supper, stampeded the sheep right over the fire, caught one and killed it, and sat down within thirty yards of the herder and leisurely114 gorged115 himself with mutton. The Mexican herder described him as “grande” and “muy blanco” and said he was as tall as a mule116. On the following day at noon the same bear went into another sheep camp about three miles from the mill, and stole a freshly killed sheep, which the herder had hung up for his own use. Then he suddenly ceased his raids and disappeared and for the next three weeks the mountain seemed to be deserted117 by the bears.
The herders had put strychnine into the carcasses of several sheep that had died of eating poisonous weeds, and McCullough thought the bears must have eaten the poisoned mutton and become sick. It requires a strong dose of strychnine to kill a grizzly, and frequently the bears get only enough to make them ill and send them into temporary retirement118 in some dark gorge.
But while the bears were away the mountain lions and panthers managed to keep things from becoming dull. They came into camp several times and made the canyon ring with their yowling, but they always kept brush between themselves and the fire-light, and it was impossible to get a shot at them. Their raids became so annoying that two hounds were procured119 and brought into camp; after that the nightprowling beasts kept at a respectful distance. Being unable to steal any more provisions from the Examiner outfit, the lions turned their attention to the sheep camps. One night a lion sneaked120 up through a willow thicket to the nearest sheep camp and killed three sheep. He was a dainty lion, evidently, as he only cut the throats of the sheep and drank their blood and did not eat any mutton. The same lion followed the scent121 of a carcass that had been dragged to the bear trap for bait, but he stopped twenty yards from the trap, and went away, not caring to risk his neck by going into any such contrivance.
Wherever bait was dragged over the mountain, and it was dragged many miles for the purpose of enticing122 bear to the trap, the lions followed the trail, but they would not go into the trap. Still it is not safe to generalize from this fact and assume that the cougar123 or mountain lion never will go into a trap, for he is a most erratic124 and uncertain beast. Sometimes he is an arrant125 coward, and again he is as bold as a genuine lion. Generally a dog will keep cougars126 away from a camp or house, but once in a while the cougar hunts the dog and kills him.
One afternoon a cougar jumped into Joe Dye’s dooryard at his ranch on the Sespe, picked up Joe’s baby and sprang over the fence with it. Joe seized his rifle and shot the animal as it ran, and when the cougar felt the sting of the bullet he dropped the baby and ran up the mountain. He had seized the baby’s clothes only, and the little one was not hurt. The next night the cougar returned, captured Joe’s hound, carried it into the mountains and killed it.
On the 1st of August, the report reached camp that the bears were having a picnic on the Mutaw ranch and were killing127 hogs128 by the score. John F. Cuddy’s sons, the best vaqueros and bronco-riders in this part of the country, offered to go over to the Mutaw with the correspondent and lasso a bear if one could be found on open ground; accordingly, the party saddled up and took the trail up the Piru, arriving at the Mutaw meadows late in the night, after a rough ride of twenty miles.
In the morning Mr. Taylor, one of the owners of the ranch, was found skinning a grizzly that had eaten strychnine in pork during the night. Mr. Taylor had put poison out all over the ranch and the prospect21 of catching129 a live bear seemed dubious130, but all the poisoned meat that could be found was buried at once, and Bowers and the correspondent began building a trap to catch a bear that had been making twelve-inch tracks around the cabins. The Cuddy boys rode about looking for bear, and one of them lassoed an eagle that had waterlogged himself and was sitting stupidly on a rock by the creek. The bird measured nine feet across the wings. Messrs. Louis and Taylor, owners of the Mutaw, received the party hospitably131 and assisted in the work of preparing the trap. But Mr. Taylor forgot where he had put some of his poison, and in forty-eight hours all the dogs in the place, including the Examiner’s two hounds, were stiffened132 out and turned up their toes. Chopping off their tails and pouring sweet oil down their throats did not restore them.
No chance to lasso a bear presented itself, and as soon as the trap was completed and baited with two live pigs the party returned to Pine Mountain.
At last it became evident that the bears on Mount Pinos could not be enticed133 into a trap while they had their pick and choice of the thousands of sheep that grazed on the mountain. They preferred to do their own butchering and would not touch mutton that was killed for them by anybody else. A cougar raided a camp one night, sprang upon the sheep from a willow thicket and killed three within twenty yards of the sleeping herder. The fastidious cougar cut their throats, sucked their blood and left their carcasses at the edge of the thicket without eating the meat. But the bears would not touch what the cougar left.
Shortly after this the herders reported that the bears were avoiding the sheep and passing around the bands without making an attack.
Apparently134 bruin had made a miscalculation in his calendar and was keeping Lent in the wrong season, but his erratic conduct was explained when some of the herders admitted that they had put strychnine into several carcasses. Some of the bears had got doses of poison large enough to make them mortally unwell, but had survived and sworn off eating mutton. They disappeared from the vicinity of the camps and grazing ground, and went into solitary135 confinement136 in remote and deep gorges137, where nobody but a lunatic would follow them.
The result of many weeks’ hard work on Mount Pinos was the acquirement of some knowledge of the nature and eccentricities138 of Ursus ferox, which was glibly139 imparted by Tom, Dick and Harry140, who assumed that the mere141 fact of their having lived near the mountains qualified142 them to speak as authorities on the habits of bears.
One inspired idiot declared that the best way to catch a grizzly was to give him atropia, which would make him blind for a day or two, and lead him along like a tame calf143. This genius was so enamored of his great discovery that he went about the country telling everybody that the Examiner man was going to catch a grizzly with atropia, and that he (the aforesaid lunatic) was the inventor of the scheme and general boss of the outfit.
“A bear will do this,” said one. “He will do so and so,” said another, and “you just do that and he’ll go right into the trap,” said a dozen more. Everybody seemed to be loaded to the guards with an assorted144 cargo145 of general ignorance about bears, which they were anxious to discharge upon the Examiner expedition, but not one man in the whole lot ever caught a grizzly, and very few ever saw one.
As a matter of fact, determined146 by experience and observation, a grizzly will do none of the things laid down as rules of conduct for him by the wise men of the mountains, but will do pretty much as he pleases, and act as his individual whim147 or desire moves him. It is a mistake to generalize about bears from the actions of one of the species. One bear will be bold and inquisitive148, and will walk right into a camp to gratify his curiosity, while another will carefully avoid man and all his works.
The predictions of an ursine150 invasion of Mount Pinos were not fulfilled and when it became clear that the few grizzlies in the neighborhood were too timid and wary151 to be caught, the expedition struck camp and moved on, leaving the traps set for luck.
Considerable annoyance152 was caused by a discharged mule-packer, who carried away tools required in trap building, and embezzled153 quite a sum of money. The fellow had attempted to impose upon the correspondent by whittling155 out pine-bark models of bear’s feet, with which to make tracks around the trap; and had proposed various swindling jobs to others of the party, explaining that the “Examiner was rich and they might as well get a hack156 at the money.” He had opened and read letters intrusted to him for mailing, and had proved himself generally a faithless scamp and an unconscionable liar32. A written demand upon him, for restitution158 of his plunder, elicited159 only a coarse and abusive letter, but there was no time to waste in prosecuting160 the fellow and he was left in the enjoyment161 of his booty and in such satisfaction as the rascal162 mind of him could derive163 from the fact that he had succeeded in robbing his employer.
The big bear on the Mutaw never came near the trap built for his special accommodation, notwithstanding the confident assurances of the bear experts on the ranch that he was sure to show up within forty-eight hours. For two months after the poisoning of his campanero no signs of the large grizzly were seen anywhere near the Mutaw, and the hogs roamed about the hills unmolested.
After leaving Mount Pinos the expedition built several traps in the mountains near trails frequented by bears. An old grizzly that lived among the unsurveyed and unnamed peaks between Castac Lake and the Liebra Mountain absorbed the attention of the hunters for some time. He was an audacious marauder and killed his beef almost within sight of the camp-fire. Often at night a cow or steer164 could be heard bellowing165 in terror, and in the morning a freshly killed animal would be found in some hollow not far away, bearing marks of bear’s claws. Whitened bones scattered166 all over the hills showed that the bear had been the boss butcher of General Beal’s ranch for a long time. His average allowance of beef appeared to be about two steers167 a week, but he usually ate only half a carcass, leaving the rest to the coyotes and vultures.
One morning Bowers returned from a hunt for the horses, two of which had been struck and slightly wounded by the bear a few nights before, and had run away, and reported the discovery of a dead steer within 150 yards of an unfinished trap, about a quarter of a mile from camp. The animal appeared to have been killed two nights before, and the bear had made but one meal off the carcass. As he might be expected to return that night, all haste was made to finish the trap. Bowers rode out to Gorman’s Station to get some nails and honey, while the correspondent paid a visit to one of General Beal’s old corrals and stole some planks to make a door. He packed the planks up the mountain, and was using the hammer and saw with great diligence and a tremendous amount of noise, when bruin sauntered down the ridge, looked curiously168 at him and calmly began eating an early supper, wholly indifferent to the noise of the hammer and the presence of the man.
It was nearly dark when Bowers rode up to the trap, his horse in a lather169 composed of equal parts of perspiration170 and honey, the latter having leaked profusely171 from the cans tied to the saddle. Tossing the nails to the correspondent, Bowers hastily dismounted and went afoot up the ridge toward the dead steer, intending to place a can of honey near it. In about a minute Bowers was seen running from the ridge in fifteen-foot jumps, and as he approached the trap he shouted: “The bear is there now!”
“Is that so?” said the correspondent. “I thought he had finished his supper and had gone away by this time.”
Bowers had approached to within forty yards of the bear before seeing him, and the bear had merely raised his head, taken a look at the intruder and resumed his eating. As it had become too dark to drive nails, and there was no longer any reason for finishing the door that night, Bowers fetched the rifles from camp and the two men went up the ridge to take a better look at the bear. Had there been light enough to make the rifle sights visible, it would have been hard to resist the temptation of turning loose at the old fellow from behind a convenient log; but it was impossible to draw a bead173 on him, and it would have been sheer foolhardiness to shoot and take the chances of a fight in the dark with a wounded grizzly. Besides, if shot at and missed, the bear would probably not return, and all the chances of getting him into the trap would be lost. So the two sat on a log and watched the grizzly till the night came on thick and dark, when they returned to camp.
The trap was finished the next day, but a somewhat ludicrous accident destroyed its possibilities of usefulness, and made it quite certain that bruin would never be caught in it. Not expecting a visit from the bear, for at least two days, the correspondent went up to the ridge just before dark, made a rope fast to the remains of a steer, and dragged him down to the trap. Bowers had gone back to Ventura on business, and the correspondent was alone on the mountain; when he went into the trap to fix a can of honey upon the trigger, he placed a stick under the door, in such a way that if the door should fall he could use the stick as a lever to pry13 it up, and so avoid an experience like Dad Coffman’s.
The precaution was well taken. While he was arranging the bait he heard snuffling and the movement of some animal outside. Supposing that some cow or perhaps the burro was wandering about, he paid no particular attention to the noise, but when the bait was arranged and he turned to go out he saw the muzzle of old bruin poked174 into the door and his eyes blinking curiously at the dark interior of the trap. Bruin had come down for a feast and had followed the trail of the steer’s remains with unexpected promptness. He had scented176 the honey, which was more alluring than stale beef, and evidently was considering the propriety177 of entering the trap to get his supper, which might consist of honeycomb au naturel, with Examiner man on the side.
The man in the trap deemed it highly improper178 for the bear to intrude172 at that time, and quickly decided the etiquette179 of the case by kicking the trigger and letting the door fall with a dull thud plump upon the old grizzly’s nose. A hundred and sixty pounds falling four feet is no laughing affair when it hits one on the nose, and bruin did not make light of it. He was pained and surprised, and he went away more in sorrow than in anger, judging from the tone of his expostulating grunts180 and snorts.
When the snorts of the bear died away in the distance, the correspondent pried181 up the door, crawled out and cautiously made his way through the dark woods to his lonely camp.
At this time there were six traps scattered through the mountains within a radius182 of sixty miles, all of them set and baited, and the more distant ones watched by men employed for that purpose. One of the traps was on a mountain that was not pastured by cattle, or sheep, and as there were no acorns183 in that part of the country, the bears had to rustle184 for a living and were unable to withstand the temptation offered by quarters of beef judiciously185 exposed to their raids.
The bait scattered around this trap was discovered by four bears, but for some time they regarded it with suspicion, and were afraid to touch it, possibly because they detected the scent of man near it. Gradually they became accustomed to it and the signs of man’s presence, and then they began to quarrel over the meat, as was plainly indicated by the disturbance of the ground where their tracks met. Two of the tracks were of medium size, one was quite large and evidently made by a grizzly, and the fourth was enormous, being fourteen inches long and nine inches wide.
The last-named track was not made by a grizzly however. There were six toes on the forefoot, and this peculiar31 deformity was the distinguishing mark of a gigantic cinnamon bear known to hunters as “Six-Toed Pete.”
It was almost invariably found, during the long campaign in the wilderness186, that tracks over eleven inches in length were made by cinnamon bears, and not by genuine grizzlies, although some hunters declare that the cinnamon is only a variety of grizzly, and that the color is not the mark of a different species. However that may be, the difference between the two varieties is very distinct, and as the object of the expedition was the capture of an indubitable California grizzly, no special effort was made to trap any of the big cinnamons.
The smaller bears soon gave up the contest for the beef and left the field to Pete and the grizzly, who quarreled and fought around it for several nights. At last the grizzly gave Pete a thorough licking and established his own right to the title of monarch of the mountain. The decisive battle occurred one moonlight night and was witnessed from a safe perch187 in a fork of a tree near the trap.
It was nearly 9 o’clock when the snapping of dry sticks indicated the approach of a heavy animal through the brush, and in a few moments the big grizzly came into sight, walking slowly and sniffing188 suspiciously. A smart breeze was drawing down the canyon, and the bear, being to the windward, could not smell the man up the tree, but he approached the meat cautiously and seemed in no hurry for his supper. While he was reconnoitering another animal was heard smashing through the thicket, and presently the huge bulk of Six-Toed Pete loomed189 up in the moonlight at the edge of the opening.
At the approach of the cinnamon the grizzly rose upon his haunches and uttered low, hoarse190 growls191, and when the big fellow appeared within twenty feet of him, he launched himself forward with surprising swiftness and struck Pete a blow on the neck that staggered him. It was like one of Sullivan’s rushes in the ring, and the blow of that ponderous192 paw would have knocked out an ox; but Pete was no slouch of a slugger himself, and he quickly recovered and returned the blow with such good will that had the grizzly’s head been in the way it would have ached for a week afterward193.
Then the fur began to fly.
It was impossible to follow the movements of the combatants in detail, as they sparred, clinched194 and rolled about, but in a general way Six-Toed Pete seemed to be trying to make his superior weight tell by rushing at the grizzly and knocking him over, while the latter avoided the direct impact of the cinnamon’s great bulk by quick turns and a display of agility that was scarcely credible195 in so unwieldy looking an animal. Once the cinnamon seized the grizzly by the throat and for a moment hushed the latter’s fierce growls by choking off his wind, but the grizzly sat down, threw his arm over Pete’s neck, placed his other forepaw upon Pete’s nose, sunk his claws in deep, and instantly broke the hold. As they parted, the grizzly made a vicious sweep with his right paw and caught Pete on the side of the head. The blow either destroyed the cinnamon’s left eye or tore the flesh around it, so that the blood blinded him on that side, for during the rest of the fight he tried to keep his right side toward the grizzly and seemed unable to avoid blows delivered on his left.
For at least a quarter of an hour the combat raged, without an instant’s cessation, both belligerents196 keeping up a terrific growling, punctuated197 with occasional howls of pain. Neither could get a fair blow at the other’s head. Had the grizzly struck the cinnamon with the full force of his tremendous arm, Pete’s skull198 would have surely been smashed. Pete finally got enough, broke away from the Monarch and fled into the brush, a badly used up bear; and he never came back.
Having won his supper by force of arms, the grizzly was no longer suspicious of the bait, and he ate up the best part of a quarter of beef before he left the battle ground. He soon became accustomed to the trap, and regularly came there for his meals, which were gradually placed nearer the door and finally inside the structure. A piece of meat was tied to the trigger, and one morning the door was found closed, and a great ripping and tearing was heard going on inside. The Monarch was caught at last.
Upon the approach of the men, the grizzly became furious and made the heavy logs tremble and shake in his efforts to get out and resent the indignity199 that had been placed upon him. Had he concentrated his attack on any one spot and been left to wreak200 his rage without interruption he would have been out in a few hours, but he was not permitted to work long at any place. Wherever he began work he encountered the end of a heavy stake which was jabbed against his nose and head with all the power of a man’s arms.
Day and night from the moment he was found in the trap, the Monarch was watched and guarded, and he kept two men busy all the time. Although his attention was distracted from the trap as much as possible, he found time to gnaw201 and rip a ten-inch log almost in two, and sometimes he made the bark and splinters fly in a way that was calculated to make a nervous man loathe202 the job of standing guard over him. For six days the Monarch was so busy trying to break jail that he had no time to fool away in eating. Solitary confinement developed in him a most malicious203 temper and he flew into a rage whenever food was thrown to him.
But his applications for a writ157 of habeas corpus were persistently204 denied by a man with a club, and the Monarch at last cooled down a little and condescended205 to take a light lunch of raw venison. He was given two days for reflection and meditation206, and when he seemed to be in a more reasonable mood, the work of preparing him for a visit to the city was begun.
A running noose207 was made in a stout chain and put into the trap between two of the logs, and when the bear stepped his forepaw into the noose it was drawn208 taut209 and held by four men outside. Despite the strain upon the chain the bear easily threw the noose off with his other paw, letting the men fall backwards210 in a heap on the ground. Again and again the trick was tried but the noose would not hold.
Then the method of working the chain was changed and the noose let down through the top of the trap, and after many failures it was drawn sharply up round his arm near the shoulder, where it held. Ten hours were consumed in the effort to secure one leg and the Monarch fought furiously every minute of the time, biting the chain, seizing it with his paws and charging about in his prison as though he were crazy. He was utterly211 reckless of consequences to himself, and he bit the iron so savagely212 that he splintered his teeth and wholly destroyed his longer tushes.
Having secured one leg, it was comparatively easy to get another chain around his other paw and two ropes around his hind84 legs, and then he was stretched out, spread-eagle fashion, on the floor of the trap.
The next move was to fasten a heavy chain around his neck in such a way that it could not choke him, and to accomplish this it was necessary to muzzle the Monarch. A stick about eighteen inches long and two inches thick was held under his nose, and he promptly213 seized it in his jaws215. Before he dropped it a stout cord was made fast to one end of the stick, passed over his nose, around the other end of the stick, under his jaw214, and then wound around his muzzle and the stick in such a way as to bind216 his jaws together, a turn back of his head holding the gag firmly in place.
The Monarch was now bound, gagged and utterly helpless, but he never ceased roaring with rage at his captors and struggling to get just one blow at them with his paw. It was an easy matter for a man
to get upon his back, put a chain collar around his neck, and fasten the heavy chain with a swivel to the collar. The collar was kept in place by a chain rigged like a martingale and passed under his arms and over his back. A stout rope made fast about his body completed the Monarch’s fetters217 and the gag was then removed from the royal mouth. The King of the mountains was a hopeless prisoner—Gulliver, tied hand and foot by the Lilliputians.
The next morning Monarch was lashed218 upon a rough sled—a contrivance known to lumbermen as a “go-devil”—to make the journey down the mountain. The first team of horses procured to haul him could not be driven anywhere near the bear. They plunged219 and snorted and became utterly unmanageable, and finally they broke away and ran home. The next team was but little better, and small progress was made the first day.
At night the Monarch was released from the “go-devil” and secured only by his chains to a large tree. The ropes were removed from his legs, and he was allowed considerable freedom to move about, but a close watch was kept upon him. After several futile220 efforts to break away, he accepted the situation, stretched himself at the foot of the tree and watched the camp-fire all night.
In the morning the ropes were replaced, after a lively combat, and the bear was again lashed to the sled. Four horses were harnessed to it and the journey was resumed. Men with axes and bars went ahead to make a road, and it was with no small amount of labor221 that they made it passable. The poor old bear was slammed along over the rocks and through the brush, but he never whimpered at the hardest jolts222. With all the care that could be observed, it was impossible to make his ride anything but a series of bumps, slides and capsizes, and the progress was slow. At the steep places men held the sled back with ropes and tried to keep it right side up.
Four days on a “go-devil” is no pleasure excursion, even for a tough grizzly, and when the Monarch was released from his uncomfortable vehicle, at the foot of the mountain, he seemed glad to get a chance to stretch himself and rest. For nearly a week he was left free of all fetters except the chain on his neck and the rope around his body, and he spent his days in slumber223 and his nights eating and digging a great hole in the ground. Having convinced himself that he could neither break his chain nor bite it in two, he accepted the situation with surly resignation and asked only to be let alone and fed decently.
While the bear was recuperating224 and becoming reconciled to what couldn’t be helped, a cage was being built of Oregon pine lumber38 with an iron-barred door, and when it was finished he was dragged into it by the heels. As soon as he saw the ropes, Monarch knew that mischief225 was afoot, and when a man began throwing back into the hole the dirt that he had dug out, he mounted the heap and silently but strenuously226 began to dig for himself a new hole. He worked twice as fast as two men with shovels227, and in his efforts to escape he only assisted in filling up the old hole.
For some time he baffled all attempts to get ropes on his forepaws, having learned the trick of throwing them off and seizing the loops with his teeth, but he was soon secured and stretched out on his back. The Monarch roared his remonstrances228 and did his best to get even for the outrages229 that had been done to his rights and his feelings, but the ropes were tough and he could not get a chance to use his enormous strength. He was dragged on his back into the cage, the door was dropped and the ropes were removed, but the chain remained around his neck and that was made fast to the bars. As soon as he found himself shut up in a box the angry and insulted bear ceased roaring and in a short time he philosophically230 stretched himself on the floor and wondered what would happen next.
The next thing that happened to him was the standing of his cage on end, but that did not appear to disturb him. A wagon231 was backed up, and the cage was tilted232 down again and placed upon the wagon, which was then hauled down the canyon and along the river bed to a little water station on the Southern Pacific Railroad, where the cage was put upon a stock car. The car was provisioned with a quarter of beef, and a lot of watermelons, and attached to a freight train, then men who had helped to bring the bear out of the mountains waved their hats, and the Monarch caught a last glimpse of his native hills as the train whirled him and the correspondent northward233.
It must have been a very strange, perhaps terrifying, thing to the wild grizzly to be jolted234 along for two days on a rattling235, bumping, lurching freight train, with the shrieking236 of steam whistles and the ringing of bells, but he endured it all heroically and gave no sign of fear. He ate well when food was given him, taking meat from his captor’s hands through the bars, and slept soundly when he was tired. He seemed to know and yield a sort of obedience237 to the correspondent, but resented with menacing growls the impertinent curiosity of strangers who came to look at him through the bars.
In every crowd that, came to see him there was at least one fool afflicted with a desire to poke175 the bear with a stick, and constant vigilance was necessary to prevent such witless persons from enraging238 him. At Mojave, when the correspondent went to the car, he found a dozen idlers inside, and one inspired lunatic was stirring up the Monarch, who was rapidly losing his temper. The cage would not have held him five minutes had he once tackled the bars in a rage, and it was only the moral influence of the chain around his neck that kept him quiet. When the correspondent sprang into the car, the grizzly’s eyes were green with anger, and in a moment more there would have been the liveliest kind of a circus on that freight train. Hustling239 the crowd out with unceremonious haste—incidentally throwing a few maledictions at the man with the stick—the correspondent drove the Monarch back from the bars, and ordered him to lie down, and for the next half hour rode in the car with him and talked him into a peaceable frame of mind.
From the freight depot240 on Townsend Street the cage was hauled on a truck to Woodward’s Gardens, and under the directions of Louis Ohnimus, superintendent of the gardens, the Monarch was transferred to more comfortable quarters. His cage was backed up to one of the permanent cages, both doors were opened, and he was invited to move, but he refused to budge241 until his chain was passed around the bars and hauled by four stout men. The grizzly resisted for a few minutes, but suddenly decided to change his quarters and went with a rush and a roar, wheeling about and striking savagely through the bars at the men. But Mr. Ohnimus had expected just such a performance and taken such precautions that nobody was hurt and no damage done.
The Monarch had shown himself a brave fighter and an animal of unusual courage in every way. He had endured the roughest kind of a journey without weakening, and compelled respect and admiration242 from the moment of his capture. But when the strain and excitement were over, and he was left to himself, the effects became apparent, and for two or three days he was a sick bear. He had a fever and would not eat for a time, but Mr. Ohnimus took charge of him, doctored him with medicines good for the ills of bear flesh, and soon tempted154 back his appetite with rabbits and pigeons.
Soon the Monarch was sufficiently243 convalescent to rip the sheet iron from the side of his cage and break a hole through into the hyena’s quarters. By night he was on his muscle in great shape, and Superintendent Ohnimus sent for the correspondent to sit up with him all night and help keep the half-ton grizzly from tearing things to pieces. By watching the old fellow and talking to him now and then they managed to distract his attention from mischief most of the time, but he got in considerable work and rolled up several sheets of iron as though they were paper.
It was evident that no ordinary cage would hold him, and men were at once employed to line one of the compartments244 with heavy iron of the toughest quality and to strengthen it with bars and angle iron. This made a perfectly245 secure place of confinement. A watch was kept on the Monarch by the garden keepers during the day, and by the superintendent and the correspondent every night, until the work was finished and the Monarch transferred.
The grizzly is now safely housed in the first apartment of the line of cages, and under the watchful246 care of Mr. Ohnimus will soon recover his lost flesh and energy and again be the magnificent animal that he was when he was the undisputed monarch of the Sierra Madre.
LATEST BULLETIN.
Monarch a True Grizzly.
“Monarch,” the Examiner’s big grizzly, received many visitors yesterday, but, having been up all night trying the strength of his new house, he declined to stand up, and paid but little attention to the crowd. His chain had been fastened to the bars of his cage with three half hitches247 and a knot, and the knot was held in place by a piece of wire. During the night he removed the wire, untied248 all the knots and half hitches and hauled the chain inside, where nobody could meddle249 with it. Having the chain all to himself, Monarch was indifferent to his visitors and lazily stretched himself on his back, with one arm thrown back over his head.
He had a good appetite yesterday and got away with a leg of lamb and a lot of bread and apples. He ate a little too heartily250 and had the symptoms of fever. Today he will not get so much food. The best time to see him is when he eats, because he lies down all other times of the day. He has breakfast at 10 a. m., lunch at 1 p. m. and dinner at 3 p. m.
Monarch still looks travelworn and thin, but he is brightening up, and when the abrasions251 of the skin, made by ropes and chains, are healed up and his hair grown again on the bare spots he will be more presentable. His broken teeth trouble him some and it will be some time before he will feel as well as he did before he was caught.
Several artists went to Woodward’s Gardens today to sketch252 and photograph the bear, but he refused to pose, so they did not get the best results. It would be unwise to stir him up and excite him at present, and unless the artists can catch him at his meals they will have to wait a little while for a chance to study the grizzly under favorable conditions.
Sculptor253 Rupert Schmidt has made an excellent model in clay of Monarch, which will be a valuable assistance in designs requiring the introduction of the California emblem254.
Mr. Schmidt said:
“I am very glad to have the opportunity to study the real grizzly, and I find him very different from the models generally accepted. I have modeled many bears, but never one like this. You see in this design some figures of bears (showing a wax model of decorative255 capitals). These were intended to be grizzlies, but you see they have the Roman nose, which is characteristic of the black bear. No other bear that I ever saw had the broad forehead and strong, straight nose of the grizzly. He has a magnificent head, and I think all artists will be glad of a chance to study him. I have inquired for grizzlies in zoölogical gardens all over the world, but never found one before.”
Monarch has a big, intelligent-looking head and a kindly256 eye, and is not disposed to quarrel with visitors, but he objects to any meddling257 with his chain, and will not submit to any insults. It was necessary yesterday to keep a watchman between the cage and the crowd to prevent people from throwing things at the bear and stirring him up. Monarch is getting along very well and taking his troubles quite philosophically; but he has had a rough experience, is worn out with fighting and worry, is sore in body and spirit and needs rest. It is a difficult thing to keep alive in captivity258 a wild bear of his age, and undue259 excitement might throw him into a fatal fever. If Superintendent Ohnimus succeeds in his efforts to cure the Monarch of his bruises260 and put him into good condition, he will deserve great credit, and the visitors are requested not to make the task more difficult by worrying the captive. No other zoölogical garden in the world has a California grizzly, and it would be a great loss to the menagerie to be established in the Park if the Monarch should die.
It is not surprising that many people cannot tell a grizzly bear, even when they see one, as many zoölogists even differ widely in regard to the characteristics of the king of bears. It is astonishing how little is really known in regard to the grizzly bear. Many text-books contain only a general notice of the great animal, while those naturalists261 who have written descriptions of him do by no means agree. This is due to their lack of specimens263. The grizzly is so powerful and unyielding a beast that but few have been captured alive. There have not been individuals enough of the species studied to admit of their being fully149 generalized. Different naturalists described the grizzly from the single specimen264 that came within their notice, and hence their various descriptions are far apart. It is a fact that hardly two of the animals taken are exactly alike in color or habits.
In order to definitely settle the question, Prof. Walter E. Bryant, of the Academy of Sciences, was yesterday induced to visit the bear. He has made the mammals of the Pacific Coast his study for years, and probably knows more than anyone else about California bears.
He examined Monarch very carefully, noted his every point, and then examined just as carefully the other bears at the gardens.
When he had completed his investigation265 and stood once more before Monarch’s cage, he was asked:
“Well, what is he?”
“I never before saw one of the animals with as dark a coat as his,” he continued; “but that is nothing. The bear is a true grizzly, and has all the characteristics of one. As far as his color is concerned, grizzlies are of all colors; there is almost as much variety in that regard among bears as among dogs.”
“How do you know it is a grizzly?” was asked.
“Well, in the first place, the claws on his forefeet are longer and stronger than those of any other species. Then his head is larger than that of other bears, and his muzzle is longer and heavier. Another and more distinguishing feature is the height of his shoulders. Just back of his neck is the tallest point. From there his back slopes down towards his haunches. The black bear, on the other hand, has low shoulders, and is tallest at a point rather back of the middle of the body. There are numerous other means of distinguishing this bear. His teeth are very much larger and stronger than those of the others, and the entire structure of the skull is peculiar to the grizzly. He has neither the short muzzle of the European bear such as you see in the pit, nor the rounded muzzle of the black bear. There are, of course, many minor267 points that only a naturalist262 would observe, but it is sufficient to say that he lacks none of the essential qualities of the grizzly bear, and has none of those of the other varieties.
“His coat is almost black, to be sure, but it is very different from the glossy268 black of his neighbor. If you observe the grizzly’s hair, you will see that a great deal of it is a rusty269 brown and in certain lights seems to be very far from black. This variation in the color of the hair is a peculiar characteristic of the grizzly. That lanky270 mane is another. His legs, you observe, are darker than his body. This is another characteristic of the California grizzly.
“This animal is thin now, doubtless from the hard time he had while he was being brought here. When he gets fat his hair will have a very different appearance. It will be interesting to watch him when he sheds his hair. The coat that comes after may be altogether of another color. That grizzly, I should say, is comparatively a young bear, and when he gets older the gray that originally gave him his name will very likely be pronounced.”
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204 persistently | |
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