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Updated: May 14, 2025
"Silver-tips, cinnamon, black; and I roped a cub onced." "O-h! I never shot a bear." "You'd ought to try it." "I'm a-going to. I'm a-going to camp out in the mountains. I'd like to see you when you camp. I'd like to camp with you. Mightn't I some time?" Billy had drawn nearer to Lin, and was looking up at him adoringly.
I bought papers an' sold 'em, an' got more an' saved, ant got my box an' blacking outfit. I weren't going to be licked by her just because she felt like it, an' she feeling like it most any time. Lemme see your pistol." "You wait," said Lin. "After this show is through I'll put it on you." "Will you, honest? Belt an' everything? Did you ever shoot a bear?" "Lord! lots." "Honest? Silver-tips?"
It seemed that he was out for big game, and intended to go after silver-tips somewhere in these very mountains. Of course he was offered plenty of advice, and would probably have made engagements much to be regretted had I not taken a strong fancy to him. "My friend," said I, drawing him aside, "I don't want to be inquisitive, but what might you do when you're home?" "I'm a younger son," said he.
We're going 'way up into Montana after black bear and silver-tips. I'd like to see you facing a nine-hundred-pound she bear with " "Would you?" cuts in Blair. "You know very well I'd be frightened half to death." "Oh, well," says Nutt, "we'd stack you up against a cinnamon cub." "Any kind of bear I should be afraid of," says Sukey. "Not really!" says Hamilton. "Why, say "
This was nuts for the Honourable Timothy Clare, much better than hunting silver-tips, and he enjoyed it no limit. Things went along that way for some time, until one evening as I was turning out the horses a buckboard drew in, and from it descended Tony Briggs and a dapper little fellow dressed all in black and with a plug hat.
And did you ever have any adventures with bears?" "Bears!" exclaimed Bill contemptuously. "Bears! Huh, we don't take no more account of ordinary bears up in Coloraydo than they do of coons down here. But them big silver-tips ump-um excuse me!" He paused and swaggered a little on the precarious support of his cracker box.
Birds of brilliant plumage darted among the foliage, and squirrels chattered on the boughs. He saw bear tracks again, and called the sergeant's attention to them. "It would be nice to be hunting them, instead of men," said Whitley. "You can find nice, black fellows down here, good to eat, and it's a deal safer to hunt them than it is the grizzlies and silver-tips of the Rockies."
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