In the fall 1919, shortly after corn cutting, a bear and two cubs came from the woods and crossed the place into the corn patch. Well the bear was tracked Sunday evening during a rain, and all hands prepared to go in pursuit Monday morning. Well, next morning, there was a great frost, about the first frost we had. The morning was chilly but everybody was there pretty early and far out on the "Hay Stack" knob the three bears were tracked where they had been Sunday night. Casper Turner, who had some new bear, dogs came, but left his new dogs at home, in fear they would run away. The bear was pursued, but there were no real bear dogs, and the chase was not very exciting. The bears had gone across a deep hollow and up on the big ridges on the other side. Homer Dove who had a32 single shot rifle, was stationed near the foot of Pine Ridge. The dogs that were after the bears came down over the ridge. Mr. Dove stood still just below a ledge of rocks. First came a cub. he didn't shoot him, but waited for the old one. Next came the old bear: Bang! A 32 bullet pierced the ribs. She sank. Mr. Dove had the empty shell fast in his gun. The old bear started for him, he ran, and loaded his gun. Looking back he saw the other cub standing near. He fired and the cub dropped but was not finished, yet. Mr. Dove then saw the old one and emptied his gun on her. After a few minutes the slaughter was ended. But the cub that first came around the ledge left the spot as if by magic. They saw no more of it. Well, to make a long story short, the hunters rushed in and took the old "bear to the run but a few hundred yards away, and took off her hide. The cub was brought on to where I lived, and every person close around came to examine it. I guess the cub weighed 80 or 90 Ibs. The old one was carved up and each hunter brought home a chunk of the nice flesh. Here they proceeded to skin the cub and you would be surprised to see such a nice bunch of bear meat as that cub was. I think the hides were sold for $12.00 the old one was said to weigh about 140 Ibs. The head of the mother was cooked and the meat picked from it and later the head was sold for $1.00 Well the next day we went in search of the remaining cub, but failed to see any sign of it. Well, that is about all I can tell you about our bear chase and this is a very short, but truthful story. Hope this will find room in the H-T-T and I want someone else to write a fine old hunting story for us all to read. Will write some more some day and let everybody read about the experience in Hardin County, West Virginia.
Harvey A. Smith, Va.
Hunter-Trader-Trapper. October: 1921,
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