LAST EDITED ON Nov-20-09 AT 12:02PM (MST)[p]I've been reading the journals of my Great Great grandfathers, and came apon these stories. Thought I'd share with you.
Yelum
Many times when I was out with my gun I would notice that a wolf was following in my footsteps. I would watch and opportunity to get out of sight then make a jump to the right or left whichever gave me the best opportunity to hide. Then secrete myself within gunshot. The wolf would come to where I had jumped and stop to ascertain the course I had taken and I would shoot him while he was thus deliberating.
I used frequently in my rambles to run across bear and other ferocious animals. But used to pass them by never changing my course. If they was directly in my route, it was them that moved. Sometimes only getting a little out of the way and set and watch me intently until I was out of sight. I had no fear of any of them and many of them manifested no fear of me.
About this time upon one of my excursions, I was traveling in a small valley and came across a large rock or rather layer of rocks in the centre of the valley covering three or four acres of ground. In passing by I noticed that there was a small herd of mountain sheep near the top looking over at me. The rock was so perpendicular that they were nearly directly over my head and little but their heads in view. I knew that they were at pretty long range for the little gun that I carried but I could not resist the temptation of seeing if I could hit one having no other object in view. I therefore shot and was sure that I had hit one. And I then scaled the rocks, which was something of a task. Not knowing when I got on to the ledge that the sheep were on when I shot. And in making my way to the place or ledge, I came suddenly to the wounded sheep; being on a ledge above him. He was laying down. I laid down my gun and made a leap landing close enough to him to catch one of his horns as he got up. And he ran with me while I was endeavoring to get a firmer hold by which I might throw him. But before I had accomplished it we came to a jumping off place?about ten feet down on to another ledge. I was compelled to let go. He went off striking on his head and horns and made his escape as I could not find him again after getting off the rock and was not much inclined to waste time in looking for him.
Yelum
Many times when I was out with my gun I would notice that a wolf was following in my footsteps. I would watch and opportunity to get out of sight then make a jump to the right or left whichever gave me the best opportunity to hide. Then secrete myself within gunshot. The wolf would come to where I had jumped and stop to ascertain the course I had taken and I would shoot him while he was thus deliberating.
I used frequently in my rambles to run across bear and other ferocious animals. But used to pass them by never changing my course. If they was directly in my route, it was them that moved. Sometimes only getting a little out of the way and set and watch me intently until I was out of sight. I had no fear of any of them and many of them manifested no fear of me.
About this time upon one of my excursions, I was traveling in a small valley and came across a large rock or rather layer of rocks in the centre of the valley covering three or four acres of ground. In passing by I noticed that there was a small herd of mountain sheep near the top looking over at me. The rock was so perpendicular that they were nearly directly over my head and little but their heads in view. I knew that they were at pretty long range for the little gun that I carried but I could not resist the temptation of seeing if I could hit one having no other object in view. I therefore shot and was sure that I had hit one. And I then scaled the rocks, which was something of a task. Not knowing when I got on to the ledge that the sheep were on when I shot. And in making my way to the place or ledge, I came suddenly to the wounded sheep; being on a ledge above him. He was laying down. I laid down my gun and made a leap landing close enough to him to catch one of his horns as he got up. And he ran with me while I was endeavoring to get a firmer hold by which I might throw him. But before I had accomplished it we came to a jumping off place?about ten feet down on to another ledge. I was compelled to let go. He went off striking on his head and horns and made his escape as I could not find him again after getting off the rock and was not much inclined to waste time in looking for him.