THE BLACK BEAR
(Ursus Americanus, Pallas.)
This species has a most
extensive range in North America, is common in all wooded districts from
the mouths of the Mississippi to the shores of Hudson’s Bay, from the
Labrador, Newfoundland, and the. islands of the Gulf, to Vancouver, and
is found wherever northern fir-thickets or the tangled cane-brakes of
more southern regions offer him a retreat.
In the Eastern woodlands
the black bear (here the sole representative of his genus) is the only
large wild animal that becomes offensive when numerous, as he is still
in all the Lower Provinces. He is a continual source of anxious dread to
the settler, whose cattle, obliged to wander into the woods to seek
provender, often meet their fate at the hands of this lawless
freebooter, who will also burglariously break into the settler’s barn,
and, abstracting sheep and small cattle, drag them off into the
neighbouring woods. And he is such an exceedingly cunning, wide-awake
beast that it is very seldom he can be pursued and destroyed by the
bullet, or deluded into the trap or snare ; and hence he is not so often
killed as his numbers and bad character might warrant.
Compared with the U.
Arctos—the common brown bear of Europe—the black bear shows many
well-marked distinctions, the grizzly (U. horribilis) claiming a much
closer relationship with the former. Professor Baird points, however, to
important dental differences between them ; and considers the invariably
broader skulls of the brown bear conclusive as to identity. Perhaps the
greater size of the grizzly might be merely regarded as owing to
geographical variation; but, taken in conjunction with the above and
other osteological differences, and the longer claws and shorter ears of
the American, we can only regard them as representative species.
The black bear grows to
some six feet in length from the muzzle to the tail (about two inches
long), and stands from three to three and a half feet in height at the
shoulder. The general colour is a glossy black, the sides of the muzzle
pale brown; there is no wool at the base of the hair. In many specimens
observed in Nova Scotia I have seen great differences both as regards
colour of the skin and length of leg—even in breadth of the skulls. Some
animals are brown all over, others glossy black, and wanting the
cinnamon patch at the muzzle. There are long and low bears, whereas
others have short bodies and great length of limb. The settlers, of'
course, as they do in the case of other animals, insist upon two
species: my own conclusion is that the species is very susceptible of
variation. They have a mythical bear called “the ranger," which does not
hybernate, and is known by length of limb, and a white spot on the
breast. This latter peculiarity I have seen in several skins, but have
only noticed tracks of bears on the snow in winter, when a sudden and
violent rainstorm, or a prolonged thaw has flooded their den, and sent
them forth to look for fresh shelter, as they cannot endure a wet bed
during hybernation.
The bear is very
particular in choosing a comfortable dormitory for his long winter’s
nap. In walking through the woods, you will find plenty of caves—likely
looking places for a bear’s den—but “Bruin,” or rather “Mooin,” as the
Indians call him (a name singularly like his European sobriquet in
sound) would not condescend to use one in a hundred, perhaps. He must
have a nice dry place, so arranged that the snow will not drift in on
his back, or water trickle through; for he grumbles terribly, when
aroused from his lair in mid-winter, either by the hunter’s summons or
unseasonable weather. And then he is so cautious—the Indians say “he
think all the same as a man”—that he will not go into it if there are
any sticks cut in the vicinity by the hands of man, or any recent axe-blazings
on the neighbouring trees. Another thing he cannot endure, is the
presence of the porcupine. The porcupine (Erethizon dorsatus) lives in
rocky places, full of caves, and often takes possession of large roomy
dens, which poor Mooin, coming up rather in a hurry, having stopped out
blueberry picking rather later than usual, and till all was blue, might
envy, but would not share on any account. The porcupine is not
over-cleanly in his habits, besides not being a very pleasant bedfellow
apropos of his quills; but to which of these traits the bear takes
objection I cannot say— perhaps both. The quills are very disagreeable
weapons, and armed with a little barbed head; when they pierce the skin
they are very difficult of extraction, and a portion, breaking off in
the wound, will traverse under the surface, reappearing at some very
distant point.
Having determined on his
winters residence, and cleaned it out before the commencement of winter
(the extra leaves and rubbish scraped out around the entrance being a
sure sign to the hunter that the den will afford him one skin at least,
when the winter’s snow shall have well covered the ground), Mooin,
finding it very difficult to procure a further supply of food, and
being, moreover, in a very sleepy frame of mind and body—fat as a prize
pig from recent excessive gorging on the numerous berries of the barren,
or mast under the beech woods—turns in for the winter; if he has a
partner, so much the better and the warmer. He lies with his fore-arms
curled around his head and nose, which is poked in underneath the chest.
Here he will sleep uninterruptedly till the warm suns late in March
influence his somniferous feelings, unless his sweet mid-winter repose
be cut short by a sharp poke in the ribs with a pole, when he has
nothing for it but to collect his almost lost power of reflection, and
crawl out of his den— saluted, as he appears, by a heavy crushing blow
over the temples with the back of an axe, and a volley of musket balls
into his body as he reels forward, which translates him into a longer
and far different state of sleep.
There has been great
uncertainty as to what time the female brings forth her young; some say
that it is not until she leaves her winter quarters in the early spring,
and that though the she-bear has been started from her den in winter,
and two little shapeless things found left behind, these are so absurdly
small as to appear premature. And then comes the old story of the little
ones being produced without form, and afterwards licked into shape in
the den. Even the Indians possess many different ideas on this subject,
often affirming that the old bear has never been shot and discovered to
be with young. Now all this is great nonsense, and as I know of an
instance in which a bear was shot, a few years since, on the 14th of
February, suckling two very little ones in an open primitive den, formed
merely by a sheltering windfall, and also have consulted the testimony
of travellers on the habits of hybernating bears of other descriptions,
capping all by the reliable evidence of my old Indian hunter, John
Williams, I am convinced that the following is the true state of the
case :—The she-bear gives birth to two cubs, of very small dimensions
—not much larger than good-sized rats—about the middle of February, in
the den; and here she subsists them, without herself obtaining any
nourishment, until the thaws in March. A few years ago a cub was brought
to me in May by a settler, who had shot the mother and kidnapped one of
her offspring; it was a curious little animal, not much larger than a
retriever pup of a few weeks old, and a strange mixture of fun and
ferocity. The settler, as I handed him the purchase money—one
dollar—informed me that it was as playful as a kitten ; and, having
placed it on the floor, and given it a basin of bread and milk, which it
immediately upset—biting the saucer with its teeth as though it
suspected it of trying to withhold or participate in the enjoyment of
its contents—it commenced to evince its playful disposition by
gambolling about the room, climbing the legs of tables, hauling off the
covers with superincumbent ornaments, and tearing sofa covers, until I
was fain to end the scene by securing the young urchin. But I got such a
bite through my trowsers that I never again admitted him indoors. I
never saw such a little demon; when fed with a bowl of Indian meal
porridge, he would bite the rim of the bowl in his rage, growling
frantically, and then plunge his head into the mixture, the groans and
growls still coming up in bubbles to the surface, whilst he swallowed it
like a starved pig. I afterwards gave him to a brother officer going to
England, and whether (as is the usual fate of bears in captivity) he
afterwards killed a child, and met a felon's death, I never heard.
The growth of bears is
very slow; they do not reach their full size for four years from their
birth. On entering his den for hybernation the bear is in prime order;
the fat pervades his carcase in exactly the same manner as in the case
of the pig, the great bulk of it lying, as in the flitch, along the back
and on either side ; this generally attains a thickness of four inches,
though in domesticated specimens, fed purposely by North American
hairdressers, it has reached a thickness of eight inches. It is by the
absorption of this fat throughout the long fast of four months that the
bear is enabled to exist. Of course evaporation is almost at a
stand-still, and a plug, called by the Norwegians the “tappen,” is
formed in the rectum, and retained until the spring. Should this be lost
prematurely, it is said that the animal immediately becomes emaciated.
A large bear at the end
of the fall will weigh five and even six hundred pounds; this has been
increased in domesticated specimens by oatmeal feeding to over seven
hundred.
Having awoke at last, the
genial warmth of a spring day tempts him forth to try and find something
to appease the growing cravings of appetite. What is the bill of fare? A
meagre enough generally, for the snow still covers the dead timber
(where he might find colonies of ants), the roots, and young shoots and
buds ; but he bethinks himself of the cranberries in the open bogs from
which, unshaded by the branches of the dark fir-forest, the snow has
disappeared, disclosing the bright crimson berries still clinging to
their tendrils on the moss-clumps and rendered tender and luscious by
the winter s frost. Even the rank marsh-grass forms part of his diet;
and, as the snow disappears, he turns over the fallen timber to look for
such insects as ants or wood-lice, which might be sheltered beneath.
Although so large an animal, he will seek his food patiently; and the
prehensile nature of his lips enables him to pick up the smallest insect
or forest berry with great dexterity. The runs between the forest lakes
also afford him early and profitable spring fishing; and he may be seen
lying on the edge of the ice, fishing for smelts (Osmerus), which
delicate little fish abound in the lakes, near their junction with
harbours, throughout the winter, tipping them out of the water on to the
ice behind him in a most dexterous manner with his paws. Later in the
spring he continues his fishing propensities, and makes capital hauls
when the gaspereaux, or alewives (Alosa vernalis),—a description of
herring— rush up the forest brooks in countless multitudes, carrying an
ample source of food to the doors of settlers living by the banks in the
remotest wilds. Works on natural history supply abundant evidence of his
general conformation as a member of the plantigrade family, of the
adaptation of the broad, callous soles of his feet for walking, sitting
on his haunches, or standing erect, and of the long but not retractile
claws fitted for digging, by which he can easily ascend a tree, or split
the fallen rampike—like a Samson as he is—striking them into its
surface, and rending it in twain, in search of ants; and what a fearful
weapon the fore-hand becomes, armed with these terrible claws, when they
are sent home into the flesh of an enemy or intended victim, whenever
the rascal takes a notion of laying aside his frugivorous propensities
to satisfy a thirst for stronger meat!
Having noticed his tastes
as a herbivorous and piscivorous animal, we have yet to mention this, in
which, though it has been but slightly implanted in him by nature, he
sometimes indulges, and which, once indulged in, becomes a strong habit,
and stamps him as being also carnivorous. Poor Mooin ! still
unsatisfied, and halfstarved—perhaps unsuccessful in his spring-fishing,
or in berrying—hears the distant tinkling of cattle-bells as the animals
wander through the woods from some neighbouring settlement. Nearer and
nearer they come ; and he advances cautiously to meet them, keeping a
sharp look-out in case they might be attended by a human being, of whom
he has a most wholesome dread. By a little careful manoeuvring he drives
them into a deep, boggy swamp where he can at leisure single out his
victim, and, jumping on its back, deals it a few such terrific blows
across the back and shoulders, that the poor animal soon succumbs, and
falls an easy prey. Stunned, torn, and bemired, it is then dragged back
to the dry slopes of the woods and devoured. The settlers say that the
bear, while killing his victim (which moans and bellows piteously all
the while he is beating it to death in the swamp), will every now and
then retire to the woods behind and listen for any approaching signs of
rescue, prior to returning and finishing his work. This wicked appetite
of his often leads to his destruction; for a search being entailed for
the missing beast, and the remains found, the avenger, on the following
evening, armed with a gun, goes out to waylay the bear, who is sure to
revisit the carcase. It would never do to remain in ambush near the
spot, for the villain always comes back on the watch, planting his feet
as cautiously as an Indian creeping on moose, with all his senses on the
qui vive. So the man, finding by his track in whi^h direction he had
retreated from the carcase, goes back into the woods some quarter of a
mile or so, and then secretes himself; and Mooin, not suspecting any
ambuscade at this distance from the scene of his recent feasting, comes
along towards sundown, hand over hand, and probably meets his just fate.
Young moose, too, often fall victims to the bear, though he would never
succeed in an attempt on the life of a full-grown animal.
The bear is conscious of
being a villain, and will never look a man in the face. This I have
observed in the case of tame animals, and marked the change of
expression in their little treacherous black eye) about the size of a
small marble) just before they were about to do something mischievous.
In their quickness of temper, and in the suddenness with which the
usually perfectly dull and unmeaning eye is lighted up with the most
wicked expression imaginable, immediately followed by action, they put
me much in mind of some of the monkey tribe.
The strength of the bear
is really prodigious, fully equal to that of ten men, as was once proved
by a tame bear in this province hauling a barrel which had been smeared
with molasses, and contained a little oatmeal, away from the united
efforts of the number of men mentioned, who held on to a rope passed
round the barrel. The bear walked away with it as easily as possible.
The same bear, having nearly killed a horse, and scalped a boy, was
afterwards destroyed by his owner. The way he tried to do for the animal
was curious enough; he approached the horse, which was loose in the
road, from behind; on its attempting to kick, the bear caught hold of
its hind legs, just above the fetlocks, with the quickness of lightning;
the horse tried to kick again, and the bear, with the greatest apparent
ease, shoved its hind legs under till the horse was fairly brought on
its haunches, when the rascal at once jumped on its back, and, with one
tremendous blow, buried its powerful claws into the muscle of the
shoulder, and the horse, trembling and in a profuse perspiration, rolled
over and would have been killed if the affair had not been witnessed and
the bear at this juncture driven away.
I have been told by an
Indian of a scene he once witnessed in the woods when resting on the
shore of a lake before proceeding across a portage with his canoe. A
crashing of branches proclaimed the rapid advance of a large animal in
flight. In a few moments a fine young moose, about half grown, dashed
from the forest into the lake, carrying a bear on its shoulders, and at
once struck out into deep water. The two were soon separated, and the
Indian at the same time launching his canoe, succeeded in wounding the
bear, which, seeing the man, had turned back for the shore. The moose
escaped on the opposite side.
In the spring the old she
bear, accompanied by her-brace of little whining cubs, is almost sure to
turn on a human being if suddenly disturbed, though, if made aware of
coming danger in time, she will always conduct them out of the way. I
have known many instances of settlers, out trouting by the lakes near
home, being chased out of the woods and nearly run into, by the she bear
in springtime.
In June, likewise, in the
running season, it is not safe to be back in the woods unarmed or alone.
A whole gang will go together, making the forest resound with their
hideous snarling and loud moaning cries. Hearing the approach of such a
procession, the sojourner in camp piles fuel on the fire, and keeps
watch with loaded gun. In old times, before they acquired the dread of
fire-arms, the Indians say these animals were much bolder.
The bear is readily taken
in a dead-fall trap with a bait composed of almost anything: a bundle of
birch-bark tied up, and smeared over with a little honey, molasses, or
tallow, answers very well.
They travel through the
woods and along the waterside in well defined paths, which afford
excellent walking to the hunter. Bear-traps are placed at intervals in
the vicinity of their roads, and many a rascal loses his jacket to the
settlers in summer time in return for his audacious raids on the cattle,
to obtain which he will sometimes break in the side of a barn.
The skin realises from
four to twelve dollars, according to size and condition.
The fall is the best time
for bear hunting—“the berrying time,” as it is designated by the
settlers, when he is .engaged in laying in a stock of corpulency, the
material whereof shall stick to his ribs during the long fast of the
coming winter. So intent is he now on his luscious feast on blue and
whortle berries, that he does not keep as good a look-out for foes as at
other times, and may be easily detected in the early morning by the
observant hunter, who knows his habits and meal times, and hunts round
the leeward edges of barrens.
Later still, in a good
season for beechmast, he may be hunted in hard-wood hills. A little
light snow will not send him home to bed, whilst it materially aids the
hunter in tracking the animal. Sometimes the bear will go aloft for the
mast, and even construct a rough platform amongst the upper branches,
where he can rest without holding on. I have seen many such apparent
structures, and could in no other way account for their appearance, and
to this I may add the testimony of the Indian.
The bear takes a deal of
killing, and will run an incredible distance with several mortal wounds.
A singular trait, approaching almost to reflective power, is his habit
of stopping in his flight- to pick up wet moss in a swamp wherewith to
plug up the wound.
I but once surprised a
bear in the wood in the act of feeding, unconscious of my approach. My
Indian saw a portion of his black hair moving just above the side of a
large fallen tree, and in a moment we both lay prostrate.
The animal presently rose
from his hitherto recumbent position and sat up, munching his mouthful
of beech-nuts with great apparent satisfaction—a magnificent specimen,
and black as a coal.
We should now have fired,
but at this juncture, as luck would have it, a red fox, which our tracks
below had probably disturbed, raced up behind and induced us to look
round. The bear at once sank quietly down behind the log, and, worming
along, bounded over a precipice into a thick spruce swamp before we were
aware that we were discovered. This fox must have been his good genius.
Notwithstanding the value
of the skin and the standing grievance between the settler of the
back-woods and the black bear, the latter is apparently increasing in
numbers in many parts of the Lower Provinces. In Nova Scotia there is no
bounty on their noses, though the wolf (a rare visitor) is thus placed
under a ban. In Anticosti bears are exceedingly numerous, and a well-organised
bear hunt on this island would doubtless show a wonderful return of
sport; but then—the flies !
THE CANADA PORCUPINE
(Erethizon dorsatus, Cuvier.)
This species is common in
the woodland districts of Eastern North America, from Pennsylvania to
the Arctic Circle. West of the Missouri, according to Baird, it is
replaced by the yellow-haired porcupine (E. epixanthus).
A cave-dwelling animal,
choosing its residence amongst the dark recesses of collocated boulders,
or the holes at the roots of large trees, it spends much of its time
abroad.
It is sometimes seen
sluggishly reposing in tree tops, where it gnaws the bark of the young
branches; and is often (especially in the season of ripe berries) found
in the open barren, though never far away from its retreat. A
porcupine’s den is easily discovered, both by the broad trail or path
which leads to it, and by the quantity of ordure by which the entrance
is marked. From the den the paths diverge to some favourite feeding
ground—perhaps a grove of beech, on the mast of which the animal revels
in the fall; or, if it be winter time, to the shelter of a tall hemlock
spruce. The marks of the claws on the bark are a ready indication of its
whereabouts ; and as the Indian hunter passes in search of larger game,
he knows he is sure of roast porcupine if venison is not procurable, and
probably tumbles him down on return to camp by a bullet through the
head.
The spines of the
Canadian porcupine are about three inches long, proceeding from a thick
coat of dark brownish hair, mixed with sooty-coloured bristles. They are
largest and most abundant over the loins, where the animal, when brought
to a stand, sets them up in a fan-like arc, and presents a most
formidable array of points always turned towards its opponent. It
endeavours at the same time to strike with its thick muscular tail,
leaving, where the blow falls, a great number of the easily-detached
quills firmly sticking in, rooted by their barbed points.
A porcupine can gallop or
shuffle along at a good pace, and often, when surprised in the open,
makes good its retreat to its rocky den, or gains a tree, up which it
scrambles rapidly out of reach.
The spines are of a dull
white colour, with dusky tips.
To the forest Indians of
Acadie the porcupine is an animal of considerable importance. It is a
very common article of food, and its quills are extensively employed by
the squaws in ornamentation. Stained most brilliantly by dyes either
obtained from the woods or purchased in the settlements, they are worked
in fanciful patterns into the birch-bark ware (baskets, screens, or
trays), which form their staple of trade with the whites.
All the holes, hollow
trees, and rocky precipices in the neighbourhood of an encampment are
continually explored by Indian boys in search of a porcupine’s den.
The Indians commonly
possess little cur dogs, which greatly assist them in discovering the
animal’s retreat; they will even draw them forth from their holes
without injury to themselves—a feat only to be accomplished by getting
hold of them underneath.
It is a curious fact that
the settler’s dogs in general evince a strong desire to hunt porcupine,
notwithstanding the woeful plight, about the head and forelegs, in which
they come out of the encounter, and the long period of inflammation to
which they are thereby subjected. The Indian’s porcupine-dog, however,
goes to work in a far more business-like manner—seldom giving his master
occasion to extract a single quill. “The Old Hunter” tells me as
follows:—“I once knew an instance of an Indian’s dog, quite blind, that
was particularly great on porcupines, so much so, that if they treed,
the little animal would sit down beneath, occasionally barking, to
inform its master where lodged the ‘ fretful ’ one. Another dog
belonging to an Indian I knew, was not to be beaten when once on
porcupine. If the animal was in den, in he went and, if possible, would
haul it out by the tail. If not strong enough, the Indian would fasten
his hand-kerchief round his middle, and attack to it a long twisted
withe. The dog would go in, and presently, between the two, out would
come the porcupine.”
The porcupine becomes
loaded with fat in the fall by feasting on the numerous berries found on
the barrens. The latter half of September is their running season. The
old ones are then very rank, and not fit to eat. Their call is a
plaintive whining sound, not very dissimilar to the cry of a calf moose.
At this season, when hunting in the woods, I have frequently found old
males with bad wounds on the back—the skin extensively abraded by,
apparently, a high fall from a tree on the edge of a rock. My Indian
says with regard to this, “ he make himself sore back, purpose so as to
travel light, and get clear of his fat.”
The female brings forth
two at a birth in the den very early in the spring.
It is a remarkable fact
that, though abundant in Nova Scotia, the porcupine is not found in the
island of Cape-Breton, separated only by the Gut of Canso in places but
a few hundred yards across. Frequent attempts have indeed been made by
Indians to introduce the animal in Cape Breton by importation from the
south side, but have always ended in failure. Though the vegetable
features of the island are identical with those of Nova Scotia proper,
the porcupine will not live in the woods of the former locality. This is
a well-ascertained fact, and no attempt at explanation can be offered.
Again, though it is found
on the Labrador, and at the Straits of Belle Isle, the great island of
Newfoundland, which is thus separated from the mainland, contains no
porcupine. .
The marmot of the eastern
woodlands (Arctomys monax), and the striped ground-squirrel, or
“chipmunk” (Tamias striatus, Baird), are more properly burrowing animals
than cave-dwellers, under which heading we can class only the bear and
the porcupine. |