I knew both men and have worked with them on the round-up.

Like most cowboys, they carried 44-calibre Colt revolvers, and were accustomed to and fairly expert in their use, and they were mounted on ordinary cow-ponies--quick, wiry, plucky little beasts.

In one case the bear was seen from quite a distance, lounging across a broad table-land.

The cowboy, by taking advantage of a winding and rather shallow coulie, got quite close to him.

He then scrambled out of the coulie, put spurs to his pony, and raced up to within fifty yards of the astonished bear ere the latter quite understood what it was that was running at him through the gray dawn.