You see, old Ephraim don't take any trouble to give you a better show than he has to, and you must look out fur yourself." "There are other kinds of bears in Wyoming ?" "Rather--several of 'em.

For instance, there's the cinnamon, which, in my 'pinion, is about as bad as Ephraim.

I've fit both kinds, and the one that left that big scar down the side of my cheek and chawed a piece out of my thigh was a cinnamon, while I never got a scratch that 'mounted to anything from Ephraim." "What about the black bear ?" "He's less dangerous than any of 'em.

A black bear ain't much more than a big dog.

Last fall I killed one with my revolver." "What other kinds of game are we likely to meet ?" "Wal, it would be hard to name 'em all.