and, on the following morning, when the brave Mexican hunter had recovered sufficiently to be able to creep to his antagonist, he found him dead.  This close conflict grew out of the hunter’s noble daring in endeavoring to save the life of a Mexican boy, whom, at the instant the hunter attacked the beast, the bear was about to tear into pieces.  At one time the bear had the youth in his terrible clutches in such a manner that it was impossible for him to plant a shot in any vital organ.  But nothing daunted, with his rifle and revolver, he lodged several bullets in other parts of the fierce monster.  Still the savage animal clung to the unfortunate boy, endeavoring to tear him to pieces, and horribly mangling him in every part of his body.  The noble hunter could resist no longer, and dropping his pistols and rifle, he drew his sheath-knife and slung shot, and, after winding his blanket around his left arm to protects it, rushed in and compelled the animal to turn upon him.  Wounds were freely given and returned; but, the wary Mexican fought with such dexterity and determination, that the bear finally became so mad with pain and rage that by a tremendous effort, with one blow of his powerful paw, he knocked the brave hunter headlong upon the ground, where he lay some time before recovering his breath.  Instead of following up this advantage, the brute, doubtless being deceived because the man did not move, commenced examining and licking his own bleeding wounds.  But the brave hunter had now got his spirit so completely up, that he determined to conquer his antagonist or die.  Early in the fight, by a blow from his slung-shot, he had succeeded in breaking the bear’s lower jaw.  This had greatly disabled the animal and undoubtedly was the successful wound which eventually gave Sanchez the victory.  When he felt himself sufficiently rested, he renewed the fight; and, by adopting various manoeuvres, in which he was greatly assisted by some adjacent trees, succeeded in putting in several telling blows with his knife.  Again the animal became aroused to madness unendurable, and, gathering himself up for a final effort, succeeded in planting a terrible blow on the hunter’s head, which once more brought him to the ground.  From this blow and the previous loss of blood, the brave man fainted entirely away.  How long he remained in this state he could not tell; but, on becoming again conscious, he found that the victory was on his side, for the bear had already breathed his last.  The poor boy, notwithstanding his wounds, as soon as the battle was decided; and, as he supposed, at the cost of his friend’s life, started for a neighboring fort, and, reaching it the following morning, reported the affair.  A party of men well armed immediately marched to the rescue.  They found the brave hunter in a most pitiful condition, with his flesh terribly mangled, his clothes torn into ribbons, and his back and shoulders one mass of lacerated wounds.  His reason had already become unseated.  In his native language