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knowed they couldn’t get to me. I guess if Sam
hadn’t strayed across the ridge an’ seed my
horse and then begun a hunt for me, my bones
would now be bleachin’ in the sun on the rocks
below. Sam happened to find my pony, an’
suspicionin’ that somethin’ wuz wrong he com-
menced to search for me. He soon run across
the old bear, an’ shootin’ several shots into her
shoulder, she keeled over dead. A few more
shots from his Winchester and the cubs were
done for. Of course I yelled for him to help
me out. I couldn’t pull myself out and was too
heavy for him to yank me out, so he dropped
his lasso an’ I spliced it onto mine an’ let my-
self down to the bottom. You bet we had plenty
of bear meat for several days.