Luckily the two men in the canoe had just paddled round the point, in sight of, and close to, camp.

The man in the bow, seeing the plight of their comrade, seized his rifle and fired at the bear.

The bullet went through the beast's lungs, and it forthwith dropped its prey, and running off some two hundred yards, lay down on its side and died.

The rescued man recovered full health and strength, but never again carried his head straight.
Old hunters and mountain-men tell many stories, not only of malicious grislies thus attacking men in camp, but also of their even dogging the footsteps of some solitary hunter and killing him when the favorable opportunity occurs.

Most of these tales are mere fables; but it is possible that in altogether exceptional instances they rest on a foundation of fact.