Astoria, or, anecdotes of an enterprise beyond the Rocky Mountains eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 570 pages of information about Astoria, or, anecdotes of an enterprise beyond the Rocky Mountains.

Astoria, or, anecdotes of an enterprise beyond the Rocky Mountains eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 570 pages of information about Astoria, or, anecdotes of an enterprise beyond the Rocky Mountains.

While the afternoon’s meal was in preparation, Mr. Hunt and Mr. M’Kenzie ascended to the summit of the nearest hill, from whence, aided by the purity and transparency of the evening atmosphere, they commanded a vast prospect on all sides.  Below them extended a plain, dotted with innumerable herds of buffalo.  Some were lying among the herbage, others roaming in their unbounded pastures, while many were engaged in fierce contests like those already described, their low bellowings reaching the ear like the hoarse murmurs of the surf on a distant shore.

Far off in the west they descried a range of lofty mountains printing the clear horizon, some of them evidently capped with snow.  These they supposed to be the Bighorn Mountains, so called from the animal of that name, with which they abound.  They are a spur of the great Rocky chain.  The hill from whence Mr. Hunt had this prospect was, according to his computation, about two hundred and fifty miles from the Arickara village.

On returning to the camp, Mr. Hunt found some uneasiness prevailing among the Canadian voyageurs.  In straying among the thickets they had beheld tracks of grizzly bears in every direction, doubtless attracted thither by the fruit.  To their dismay, they now found that they had encamped in one of the favorite resorts of this dreaded animal.  The idea marred all the comfort of the encampment.  As night closed, the surrounding thickets were peopled with terrors; insomuch that, according to Mr. Hunt, they could not help starting at every little breeze that stirred the bushes.

The grizzly bear is the only really formidable quadruped of our continent.  He is the favorite theme of the hunters of the far West, who describe him as equal in size to a common cow and of prodigious strength.  He makes battle if assailed, and often, if pressed by hunger, is the assailant.  If wounded, he becomes furious and will pursue the hunter.  His speed exceeds that of a man but is inferior to that of a horse.  In attacking he rears himself on his hind legs, and springs the length of his body.  Woe to horse or rider that comes within the sweep of his terrific claws, which are sometimes nine inches in length, and tear everything before them.

At the time we are treating of, the grizzly bear was still frequent on the Missouri and in the lower country, but, like some of the broken tribes of the prairie, he has gradually fallen back before his enemies, and is now chiefly to be found in the upland regions, in rugged fastnesses like those of the Black Hills and the Rocky Mountains.  Here he lurks in caverns, or holes which he has digged in the sides of hills, or under the roots and trunks of fallen trees.  Like the common bear, he is fond of fruits, and mast, and roots, the latter of which he will dig up with his foreclaws.  He is carnivorous also, and will even attack and conquer the lordly buffalo, dragging his huge carcass to the neighborhood of his den, that he may prey upon it at his leisure.

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