Part 20 (2/2)

”That's mighty well reasoned, Leo,” said Uncle d.i.c.k, approvingly. ”You see, boys, why Leo is such a successful grizzly-hunter--he is a good observer, and he knows the habits of animals, and why animals have such or such habits. To be a good hunter you've got to be a good student.”

When at last they had reached the upper end of the flat valley in which the many branches of their little creek wandered tricklingly, Leo pulled up alongside a dead log and signified that they would stop there for a time while observing the slides on each side of the valley. From this point they had an excellent view of a great mountain series opening out beyond. And as they were commenting on the beauty of this prospect there came to them one of the experiences of mountains which not very many men have known.

They heard a heavy, rumbling sound, yet faint, like thunder in the distance. Then slowly they saw a spot on one side of the valley, some four or five miles distant, grow misty and white, as though a heavy cloud were forming.

”Look yonder!” exclaimed Uncle d.i.c.k. ”That's a snow-slide, boys, and lucky enough we are that we're not under it. It's a big one, too.”

They sat silent, listening to the dull voice of the avalanche. The great ma.s.s of snow which lay on the steep mountainside had begun to loosen at the rim-rock as the snow melted and began to trickle under the edges. Gradually the surface of the ground, moistened under the snow this way, began to offer less and less hold to the snow which was piled above it. Little by little the upper region of the snow-field began to drop and settle down, growing heavier and heavier on the supporting snow beneath, until finally, under the increasing weight above, it had given way along the whole surface of the mountain, a half-mile or more in extent.

It chanced that at the foot of the slide--that is to say, at the edge of the valley--there was a tall cliff, or rock wall, and over this precipice all the ma.s.s of snow now was pouring, driven with such mighty force against this wall of rock at its foot that it broke into fine particles more like mist than snow. In a vast cascade it poured down and out over the valley, making one of the most wonderful spectacles a man could see anywhere in the mountains.

”There are rocks and trees going down in that cloud of snow, very likely,” said Uncle d.i.c.k, ”but you can't see them. That's how Leo gets his bear-hunting country made for him--eh, Leo?”

Leo grinned, but sat watching the snow-slide more indifferently than the others, the work of the great forces of nature being accepted as a matter of course in his philosophy. The others, however, could not repress their wonder. The slide ran for several minutes, sometimes subsiding and then breaking out in full force again, as the vast ma.s.s of snow, dammed up by the edge of the rock wall, would from time to time a.s.sume such proportions that the snow behind it finally drove it forward over the brink. Thus in successive cascades it ran on, until at last it died away in a faint dribble of thin white. Silence once more reigned in the valley. With their gla.s.ses they could now plainly see a vast ma.s.s of white choking the upper valley almost entirely across.

”Now, boys,” said their leader, ”there is something in this mountain work besides just hunting bear. The people who live in the lowlands don't always stop to think very much where their rivers come from and what keeps them up. Here you have seen the birth of a river, or a part of a river. That ma.s.s of packed snow will lie there nearly all summer, just melting a little bit at times, and feeding this stream which runs right past us here. Still farther back in the mountains you'll see the glaciers--great ice-fields which never thaw out completely.

These are the upper sponges of the mountains, squeezed each year by the summer sun. That is why the rivers run and keep on running.”

”It's wonderful to me,” said Jesse. ”I'm glad we saw that--and glad, too, that we weren't camped right where it came down.”

”Yes,” a.s.sented his uncle. ”In that case there would have been no possible help for us. But good hunters in the high country always take care not to pitch their camp where a slide can possibly come down on them. We wouldn't have been more than so many straws under that ma.s.s of snow and rocks.”

They sat for some time in the bright morning sun, their wet clothing gradually becoming dryer upon them as they moved about a little now and then, or resumed their wait with Leo on the log. The young Indian sat motionless, apparently indifferent to all discomforts, and with no interest in anything except the controlling impulse of the hunt. His keen eye roved from time to time over all the faces of the slides near them in the valley, especially the one directly in front of them at the right. Presently they noted that he was gazing intently for some time at one spot, although he said nothing.

”Do you see anything, Leo?” asked John, idly.

”Yes, see 'um four bears, grizzlum,” said Leo, quietly.

At once all the others started into interest. ”Where are they, Leo?”

demanded Jesse. ”I can't see them.”

”Four grizzlum,” reaffirmed Leo, quietly. ”Up high. Up high, two; more low, two.”

Indeed, at last they saw that the hunter was not mistaken. There were four bears all at once on the surface of the slides, but they were almost concealed by the tall vegetation which in places had grown upon it.

”He'll go dig pretty soon now,” said Leo. ”Ketch 'um gopher.”

”You're mistaken, Leo,” said Uncle d.i.c.k, ”about two of those bears. I can see them all plainly with the gla.s.ses now, and those lowest down in the brush are black bears. The upper ones are grizzlies, and mighty good ones, too.”

”Oh, ho!” said Leo. ”No see 'um good at first. Yes, two black bear--he won't go close to grizzlum. Him scare' of grizzlum. Me no like 'um black bear there. S'pose we go after grizzlum, them little black bear, he'll ron off and scare grizzlum.”

They sat watching the bears from their place in the middle of the valley. The largest one began to advance deliberately toward the middle of the slide, where they could see little heaps of yellow earth thrown up by the burrowing gophers. The bear would look at these idly and paw at them curiously now and then, but it was some time before he began to dig in earnest.

The second grizzly, lower down on the slide, went earnestly to work, and apparently was interested in something which he thought was underneath a certain large rock. They later found that this rock must have weighed three or four hundred pounds at least, although they saw where the bear, putting his mighty forearm under it, had rolled it out of its bed as easily as though it had been a pebble. There is no animal in the world more powerful for its size than the mountain grizzly.

Leo continued to express his dislike of the little black bears.

”S'pose grizzlum ketch plenty gopher, he stay sometam. We heap shoot 'um. But me no like 'um black bears. No get around 'um; they ron off sure.”

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