Strange to say, Wright complained of but little pain, excepting from a bite in the arm, and soon recovered his senses.  His comrades replaced the mangled scalp, and bleeding soon ceased.  A fire was built to keep him warm and while one watched with the wounded man the other returned to the trail to intercept a pack train.  On the arrival of the mules, Wright was helped upon one of their backs, and rode unaided to the Baker ranch.

A surgeon was sent for from Greenwood Valley, who, on his arrival, removed the loose piece of bone from the skull and dressed the wounds.  The membranes of the brain were uninjured, and the man quickly recovered, but of course had a dangerous hole in his skull that incapacitated him for work.  One Sunday, some weeks afterward, the miners held a meeting, subscribed several hundred dollars and sent Wright home to his friends in Boston.

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Mike Brannan was a miner on the Piru River in Southern California.  The river, or creek, runs through a rough mountain district, and Brannan’s claim was in the wildest part of it.  He and his partner met a Grizzly on the trail, and Brannan had no better judgment than to fire his revolver at the bear instead of getting out of the way.  The Grizzly charged, smashed the partner’s skull with a blow and tumbled Brannan over a bank.

Brannan was stunned by the fall, and when consciousness returned he saw the bear standing across his body, watching him intently for signs of life.  He tried to keep perfectly still and hold his breath, but the suspense was too great a strain and involuntarily he moved the fingers of his right hand.  The bear did not see the movement, and when Brannan realized that his fingers had just touched his revolver, he conceived the desperate idea that he could reach the weapon and use it quickly enough to blow a hole through the bear’s head and save himself from the attack which he felt he could not avert much longer by shamming.

To grasp the revolver it was necessary to stretch his arm full length, and he tried to do that slowly and imperceptibly, but his anxiety overcame his prudence and he made a movement that the watchful Grizzly detected.  Instantly the bear pinned the arm with one paw, placed the other upon Brannan’s breast and with his teeth tore out the biceps muscle.  Brannan had the good luck to faint at that moment, and when his senses again returned he was alone.  The Grizzly had watched him until satisfied that there was no more harm in him, and then left him.

Brannan managed to get to his cabin and eventually recovered, only to be murdered some years later for the gold dust he had stored away.

Note.—­For many of the facts in this chapter of adventures with grizzlies in Placer and El Dorado counties in 1850 and 1851, I am indebted to Dr. R. F. Rooney, of Auburn, Cal., who obtained the details at first hand from pioneers.—­A.  K.