told of our experience out on the range, and concluded with some
salient remarks.

"A tame wild animal is the most dangerous of beasts. My old
friend, Dick Rock, a great hunter and guide out of Idaho, laughed
at my advice, and got killed by one of his three-year-old bulls.
I told him they knew him just well enough to kill him, and they
did. My friend, A. H. Cole, of Oxford, Nebraska, tried to rope a
Weetah that was too tame to be safe, and the bull killed him.
Same with General Bull, a member of the Kansas Legislature, and
two cowboys who went into a corral to tie up a tame elk at the
wrong time. I pleaded with them not to undertake it. They had not
studied animals as I had. That tame elk killed all of them. He
had to be shot in order to get General Bull off his great
antlers. You see, a wild animal must learn to respect a man. The
way I used to teach the Yellowstone Park bears to be respectful
and safe neighbors was to rope them around the front paw, swing
them up on a tree clear of the ground, and whip them with a long
pole. It was a dangerous business, and looks cruel, but it is the
only way I could find to make the bears good. You see, they eat
scraps around the hotels and get so tame they will steal
everything but red-hot stoves, and will cuff the life out of
those who try to shoo them off. But after a bear mother has had a
licking, she not only becomes a good bear for the rest of her
life, but she tells all her cubs about it with a good smack of
her paw, for emphasis, and teaches them to respect peaceable
citizens generation after generation.

"One of the hardest jobs I ever tackled was that of supplying the
buffalo for Bronx Park. I rounded up a magnificent 'king' buffalo