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VOLUME IX
DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER I, 1880.
NUMBER X.
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The following story, taken ftom
my California I note book, deals with
a tragic episode in Lite life of one of
the most noted Pacific coaSt charac
ters. The incident is detailed us it
actually occurred, and the persons
and places named are real persons
and reaT places. In fact, I have not
attempted to embellish tlie facu as
noted in my book on the evening of
that exciting day.
The rain dtippod monotonously
through the matted branches of the
giant redwoods that towered straight
and branchless for a hundred feet,
like so many telegraph poles, until
at the tops. they fuliaged out like
great umbrellas that shut out the
light and made midday twilight and
twilight darkness*
Night'was ricit far off^ and the.scl
ent n gloom in the douse redwpod'for
est was particularly cheerless on this
November afternoon in T87fM
^FokfJur wbeKs it had been raining
iricesSantiy until the roads and trails
were almost impassable, and all the
creeks and rivulets in the Santa
Gfuz range were swollen into roar
ing torrents.
Los Gatos creek, .which rushes
through the Santa Cruz pass, was a
miniature Niagara, and the San Jose
ft,
road that wound round and round
among the spurs and divides like a
great serpent, vvqs fetlock deep in
si-tui-liquid abode mud.
Bob Murray and I had travelled
all day long, having urged our mus
tangs from the! Las Animus raiiolie,
.thirty-five miles a why 1 , to the south
east in Santa Clara valley, (a very
respectable day’s performance, ’con
sidering t|ip condition of the roads,),
and we were now worn out, wet to
the skin, and hungry as labor
ers. *
But already wo had achieved the
summit of the pass, and were spurr
ing our fagged horses into a lope over
the blind trail that we knew would
take us by a short cut to Mountain
Charlie’s lonely hermitage.
A few rods further and we heard
the unmistakable click of an axe,
and ytt a Tod ’or t.wo more and we
entered a small clearing, at the fur
ther angle of which the eccentric
mountaineer’s log house stood.
Smoke curled hospitality from
the mud and cobble chimney, and
Charlie himself was. busily engaged
in chopping into convenient lengths
some red wood logs destined for the
big fireplace. .
Only two days previously, we had
received a note from Charlie, which
ran as follows: “Boys—0i’izzlies—r-
Oome. C.”
The summons, couched, as it was
in Mountain Churl id’s laconic style,
was as binding upon us royal man
date,, and allowing no superfluous
time to intervene; wo had suddlud
and hastened to. what we know would
be an exciting hu.it, if noth
ing more, for Charlie was renowned
from Shasta to Monterey for his
prowess,,and many hair-breadth es
capes from the savage beasts of the
Sierras.
“Howdye?” was the sole salutation
of our strange friend, who kept on
swinging the axe, making the liuge
chunks fly..
We knew Mountain Carlio’s taci
turn humor, aud with a friendly
greeting threw ourseLes from our
horses, and turned them loose to
pick up u sapper of brush lops, only
taking the precaution to hobble them
so that they could not stray tar.
“Boys,” said "Id Charlie, throw
ing dowu his axe and shouldering a
big log, preparatory to leading the
way into, his cabin, “there's the
biggest old she b’ur ’round here that
Aver you sec and she’s got too pretty
well grown cubs. She lot out with
my <>M .log Jay aforo yesterday.
alone, and ’nd bark like a yallor our
when ho scented one around. Well,
ho acted quecr-like just afore sun
down, and rushed across tho divide
yelping like all get out. ’Twarnt
more titan three minutes aforo I
heard a awful howl, and knew fq,.
sure tho fool had cashed in. It was
getting too dark to start out to track
the critter, so I lot her go till morn
ing. Just after the sun m, I slung
my rifle over my shoulder and started
out. Down by the spring I found
the tracks. I knew by tho size of
them that there were a ahe-b’ar and
two bisr cubs. You ought to a seen
them she-b’ar tracks. Biggest over
I dropped onto. I knew she couldn’t
go far; so I just let her go, and sent
for you fellers. B’ar a niece, thinks
I.”
During the rainy season the taw
air is penetrating, and a cherry fire
is one of the comforts of mountain
life.
Soon we were sharing Charlie’s
simple meal, devouring lingo slices
of ryo braid, spread over with Oregon
buttor—tho ’Forty Niiiprs’ substitute
for tho dairy product-—a mixturoiof
bacongravy,, flour and salt" cooked
up in u frying pun..
Somehow or other Clmrle’s. bacon,
beans and ryo bread always did taste
more delicious than the grandest
banquet within civilization-;* dtid
night’s rest, wrapped in blankets in
front of Charlie’s blazing wood lire,
discounted a bed of down in a home
of luxury.
After a snatch of breakfast, we:
were out in the cool gray morning,
accoutred for vanishing any number
of grizzlies. Tho inoesnnt down
pour of the day before had given
place to a murky, disagreeable mist,
that gradually * penetrated our
garments and made our teeth
elutier.
Charlie led the way,’ plunging into
iho trackless forest of redwoods, and
marching sturdily tihead, with his
yiflc over his shoulder.
A splendid specimen ' of tho
mountaineer was Charlie. Tall,
straight as an arrow, without an
otiiioo of superfluous.flush upon him,
with muscles,of iron, and nervous
energy that would carry him through
terrible exhaustion, where other
men would give in for want of pluck.
Thbn, wlmt Mountain Charlie did
not know about woodcraft and bear
shooliutf, was not worth talking
about'. Bob and l had a plenty of
experience in times past, out who'll
we joined forces with this Nimrod
of the Santa Cruz pass, wo Jell
silently into leading strings.'
Three hundred yards from the
cabin we struck a trail that led across
a divide, and then down into a gulch
through which a creek ran hissing
ahd.piming among the boulders.
Keeping a sharp lookout among
the rindei growth along , the creek,
we moved carefully alottv the sido of
;ho gulch, climbing over the grout
trunks of fallen redwood trees/
No sound save the thud of our
footsteps upon tho dump ground
broke the sojeuin stillness. And
thus we proceeded for a . long
while.
“punned bar’s gone over into
Wild Cat Canon; growled Charlie,
becoming convinced that the grizzlies
had crossed the gulch and gone over
the It ill into tho next gully.
Plunging down into the gulch, we
crossed Hie torrent on boulders, and
climbed painfully up the other side,
slipping on tho- w£t earth, and
shaking showers of spray over ns
from the lance wood saplings we
grasped tn our efforts to preserve the
perpendicular.
Arnved at the summit, Charlie
sent us up the canon, with directions
not to be rush, aud admonitions not
to shoot, if wo did come up with
the bears, unless certain of our
distance.
“That tliur old she-bar'll make it
warm work for the feller as only
puts a bullet into her without killing
down tho hillside.
Stmting in in roal earnest to track
a grizzly is a serious job, for, aside
frotu the fact, that these immense
animals can carry off an unlimited
amdur.t of lead in tho shape of bul
lets,. .they are by far tho most
ferocious beast in tho Sierras or
Coast Range, and, when wounded,
will light to tho death. Unlike the
great black bear, they cannot climb,
but they are surprisingly active, and,
on a down grade, have been known
to overtake a horse.
Wo travelled up tho canon, carefully
scanning every bush and boulder
that might conceal anything, and
lmd progressed perhaps half a mile,
when we were startled by a rifle shot
down tho canon.
I was some distanoo behind Bob,
but did not wait for him. I dashed
back along tho creek, leaping logs
and clearing rooks in a way Muir,
would have dono credit to an ath
lete.
I knew Charlie had come upon
one of the bears, for lie would never
••have shot at smaller game when bent
on a grizzly hunt, and I have been
fired. A few steps farther and 1
heard growls and the sound of
snapping brush.
Instinctively I knew that there
whs trouble. Seizing my riflo and
holding.it in front of me, ready foi
instant use, I sprang forward in the
direction of tho fracas.
J ust on tho other sido of i ho cl urn]
of tvaier-hirclioS a terrible scene pro
sented itself. Oh the grotVt'ul Jay.a
dead dub, end hourly over it stood
Charlie,’ knife in hand, almost cjivoC
od with,blood, and fully upon him;
uttering fearful growls, was t.h'J
old she-benr. ,
She was roared up on her haunch
es, with her cavernoutf rod mouth
almost in the mountaineoi’s faco.
clawing livyny at him. while ho was
endeavoring to reach u , vital spot,
with tho keen, glittering knife.
Twice l raised my rifle to fire, ana
etldli it mo lowered if,
lest J
Oh j'- nevt i would learn to let b’ur hyr,” remarked Charlie, as ho stroJo |
should hit my 'friend.
Again I raised my rifle, and tak
ing a steady 'aim at the left eiioitl
dfcr, Hied.
As I did so bear and man fell to
tho ground, the grizzly falling over
upon Charlie.
Keeping a sharp lookout for the
other cub. 1 hurried forward, and
was horrified to find Charlie “lying
as if dead, with a frightful wound
on his forehead, inflicted by the
sharp claws of the ponderous paw.
Just as I had fired the grizzly Ibid
got in a blow that had torn away it
part of the .scalp and fractured ‘ the
sktiilj of her antagonist.
Tho hunter lay still, nod I sup
posed hiru dead. Iti spitoof ail i
edit Id do, I coil Id: not roll the huge
carcass off poor Charjie, aud was
forced to wait' tor Bob, who happily
nppeazed within a couple of min
utes.
Bob whs horror-stricken, but
wusted no time in asking questions.
Together wo managed to . roll the
body of the bear oil of Charlie.
He presented a frightful appear
ance, and at first we thought him
dead,.but Bob was a bit of a doctor,
aud, after a careful examination, de
clared Unit there was still life.
We dashed water into the poor
fellow’s face, but all to no pur
pose.
“Np use,” moaned Bob. “Char
lie has killed his last bear. But we
must get him out of Lore. W’e
can't catty him up these steep hill
sides. You had bettor run back to
the cabin and bring one of tho mus
tangs. Then we can strap hint on
and get him to medical iheu.”
How I tore up tho sido of the
mountain and across tho divide until
I arrived at the clearing!
Almost exhausted. 1 flung myself
into the saddle and spurred the mus
tang at break-neck^spoed down the
sidew of iho oauotis. It was a won
der 1 did not break my neck.
Together ivo lifted the inanimate
form of tho hunter and strapped it
upon tho mustung, and then, one
walking on eilhor side, ivebogau our
journey home. Oil, what a long
journey it seemed 1
At all risks Churlio hud to be tak
en to a hospi al, for ho could not
have proper attention on tho moun
tain.
So we hitched tho mustangs to an
old wood wagon, mado a bod of
blankets whereon wo deposited the
injured man, and took him to Sun
Jose, twenty five miles away.
At the hospi tal the doctors looked
grave, said Churlio had one chance
iti a thousand to live, and informed
us that the grizzly had carried away
a piece of the frontal bonons big as
a dollar, and that a portion of tin*
brain lmd oozed out.
But they went to work scientifically
to patch their patient up. They
hammered out a silver platp gnd In
serted it whore, the skull was miss-
mg- :
For weeks Charlie hung bokwqcp,
lifo and death, but at lust, ho pullofl
through and wo were sqiH.fpri
It was a woe-begone Churlio who
sat up on his cot to receive us. His
flout! was still ,bandaged and; h,is,
face, neck aud! chest were seamed
with terrible scars left by the wicked
claws. . M
‘•I told yqu that was a tough old
b’ar,” were the first words he saluted.
us with.
Then ho told ns the sfpry, . .r.
“You see, boys,” said ho, “l gqt
a glimpse at iho onh, and dropped
him. 1 knew the old quo woulji bg
about liiiW.’ I knew' tiiq qidp|ie
would bo about, but.didu’l look foi:
her clbso. Ijitst got up .to \ the cub;
whon tho old one i;iz right, up frptq
a clump of bushes, tijud,
Which?
jfn the suburbs of a quiet
town in Westchester county a
of our colored brother bus establ
itself, and with clamming
washing and general chore pu
tho little clan is flourisning.
are a few, morally black slidep i
community, .and one of nlem]
himself into a corner die- other"
this manner:
One of the solcctmott of thf
has an .unusually fine collectio
blooded, fowls, and has been
much annoyed by midnight cxcii
parties from the “Black Hills.”
brothdlv who resembled him w
fully iti person and speech, is a
Game Cornmissionci*. They
walking in t1\e woods last
when they biune upon one oi
,bjid darltoys who was lying, c
moss bed asleep, with a iiiifl' a*
of quails partly concetilod u»d
coat. A. .gonti^kiclc aroused him
bo,sovamb\ec^J,o his feet. What*
ypu got, w|mr. your jacket?^ a
the toWn counQillof, vvb:lo>
brother stood behind » tree
yqu jfnpw tlp^ it ia tho close o
seasqnfqr all game?”
The coon looked around w
fingered his^fyrt front np amid
aiiil ■ binri^.,out: “Say, h
ypu’so Jyi istah fi'ranh Smitit
|okbn8.,,^fytqti’so. JMiatali
S|iyj}li doy?s Trails. Which is;
'i’.lvey let l]fm ; go.
behind
fotehed me ono across the, sh'ntl/iq}',^;r * 10 mGftn * 1
breaking my gun short off at yjm
stock. I couldn’t get my pisfqj.qiU
for it was oanglii and its jt wiis )M ul!.
up lull, it Wasn’t no use for mo : to
jun, so I whipped out tljo knjfq..
and stood in lor a fair, boxing mutcli. :
You know, t he rest. Seryes mo right
for. bomg such a tarnal fool its ...t(|-
go close to the cub. . A feljqr, tipyor
quits learning in this bore vyo,r|d. v
Honest Charlie recovered fully,
and the county made,him keeper of
tho toll-gate on the ,summit qf tju
range. Ho wears the silver phitu,
and will to his. dying day. Afid
ovo ybody knows or has henrd. ol
Mountain Charlie, and ihp bear that
mowed away a; poryiqn...of. hi^,
sktill. ,
Tjjbrp is astory told of'“l*:
Yah tiqrcn’Mo the effect th %
ontib pntcrfainc^l somo of his
st,itnji?J}fehwbr»gihem an old Drf
so highly deligl
that he (j^iye^od a desire to “re
roonte. 1 / .But when Mr. Vail Bu
ascerta^nyd his definition of reel]
wpujOl^V come again.—Arfl
am! ‘^iv^ ^oiiraiu 1 .
so you' have returned fr
'tiio scasiiorgf” chirruped n Philad
phid yiVo, Vissmg her friend. “Y
go,t piclt this morning.” “A
( I)bivfilidenjoy tho baMiinj
“UhfiVttHhUeiy, I could not bat
The first day. I urrivet! thoro
ritosqin/b bit mo on the arm a
made a big In m n, and you know
lovoly bathing ilress was made wi
shoi't ^fel-ves. ’“My. that was I
bad.” ‘KYes, indeed; l was so bat
disiijjpointed tfmt l cried..”
H lYcjitlV G’bm Hydropliobln.
i ;; OffAugust '26—A sped
,, . . - * ■ froYA ! Fdi*t r Worth, says: On t
llioold hunter carries ho little . w - „ n i
furm of W. K. Ganby, near
rounil piece of bpup in hi^ .pqekpb
and the bear’s hide was scoured and
stuffed, and now graces ( ia ^museum
in San Francisco.l(flchild y
in N. T, Ledger.
A South Gcoi't* lit Suakq Story*
BlufftoD, Ga. Qprlbgfl. I ' J (f ,
The most wondet'ful shake .'story
wo have heurd this season is reluted
by Mr. Pierce Dezibr. Recently jfc : wonuinotwmereanau wassam tna
Lay lost a couple of goats and was ,io virus lutd entered the systoa
pie of goats and wits
Unable to hear from them fn any dt-
Lection. A few days slued' when
Pierce was perambulading jirounil
the woods he. says ho cutne across one
of the largest snakes ito over saw,
and was in a few feet of It before he
saw it. Ho began shooting at it, and
says he knows ho hit it twice
without even breaking its skin. But
the fourth shot soomed to have
struck a tpudorspot and went through
the monster, killing it ihstantiy
Imagine Pierce’s snrpriso wboh he
turned tho snake over with' liis foot
and saw the head and horns of a
billy goat protruding from tho liqli*
the pistol ball ( a 48 ealibre) lmd
made. With a little assistance the
goat managed to extricate himsolj
from this strange predicament and
went scampering off through tlie
woods, and at .light came up with tin-
other goats, looking none the worst
for his wonderful experience. 1 lie
oilier missing goat has not been
found, and Picrco thinks lie was ultrn
in the bowels of the same huge
reptile, hut had probably been there
so long that ho lmd been dissolved
t-i'ty, 5 A ! ugu*3t :: 8th, a rabid dog
W’altor GkhfUy.Wour years old, in tl
•face. 'BeVcntl of tho animal’s toot
‘dhtereu flesh in tho ohe<
above the 5 bye; The little boy did n<
suffer except from laceration, but tl
•prti*6ntk'f6dk hi Hi at once to Dcntoi
ivliMo^'fhtfabfWic was applied.
! vvbilUl iibt'iifThdi'fe and it was said th
Not satisfied, the father took the bfi
to MbtiflollU 1 whb'n a second;madstoi
was Applied. 5 i'fcafso refused to ad he
tetfrflay 5IV/ tlr6 little fellow said hi
brow wits sore arid refused to eat. Hi
would cry-\Vhcri : wa f or was btrwxgh
near hihi, arid soon ho bee am
fl an t ie. Physicians went ont from
Fort Worth and exhausted theii
skill, but the boy grow worse, am
greenish fount issued from his moatk
Ilis piteous ’ ories and ooatortio
wore Simply hbnhble.
A little playmato oame ko see hi
yesterday and Whiter snapped at hi
biting him severely in the fi
Pliysioiatts fear this boy has also
inuoduluted with 1 the poison. I.aa
evening the Wfffbror became qa
for tiwhile and slept for a
riomciits.' rio’tiwoko with a tro
uiik«f like ii (Dig, bent hi
nearly dqiiblc gmultod his teet
h|t)od and foam gushed front
unittii and ho was dead. Mrs. (i
•nother of the boy*, is prostrated i
grief!. Iiis feared s'*.o will die fr
t ho shock,
