King of the Grizzlies Page #3

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Hmm. My first grizzly.

Too bad she cost me

a prime bull.

Yeah. Too bad.

Too bad about the bull

or the bear?

Too bad about the cubs.

Little grizzlies

grow big, Moki.

You've got a new totem now,

remember.

Cattle.

Yes, sir.

You'll want to save the hide,

I guess.

NARRATOR.' Against

the colonel's rifle...

Wahb had only the good luck

of a near miss.

NARRATOR.'

Wahb didn't waste any time.

More than anything else,

he wanted to get wrung out...

and right back

into the family fold...

wherever that was.

NARRATOR.' All through the early

morning hours the next day...

the roundup was still

in progress along the river...

but now the last few

head of cattle...

had been hazed out

of the willow breaks...

and headed for the ranch.

NARRATOR.' Throughout

the rest of the morning...

Moki continued

to comb the bench lands...

in case any hideout cattle

had been overlooked.

At this little waterhole,

he got off on another track.

NARRATOR.' The way Moki saw it,

he had two choices...

he coul d let the cub get down

and go about his business...

or he could shoot him.

But then, Moki figured

there was a third way...

and he decided to take it.

NARRATOR.'

It was a peculiar thing...

for a cattleman

to do for a grizzly...

even a little one...

but it wasn't so strange

for an Indian...

who happened to be a member

of the Bear Clan.

MOKI.' Come on, boy.

Let's not make this a problem.

Back up!

MOKI.' Back up!

Unh!

Easy!

Come on. Come on.

Unh!

Easy!

Come here! Come here, boy.

Whoa! Whoa!

Easy, boy! Come on!

Come back here!

Whoa, boy!

Easy now. Easy now.

Give me back my coat!

There you go.

All right, now.

Boy, you're...

makin' this tough.

Easy now. Easy.

There you go.

This won't hurt, boy.

This won't hurt you.

See? Come on.

Aw, be quiet.

NARRATOR.'

When Moki threw a rope...

instead of a bullet

at the grizzly cub...

he had an idea

that some day...

he might have

to face the consequences...

but right now he wasn't

thinking about the future.

In fact, he was making

a long journey into the past.

It was a journey...

his grandfather

woul d have approved.

For now, he'd decided there

was onl y one fitting place...

to turn the cub loose.

That had to be the exact spot

where Moki the Indian boy...

had passed through the ritual

of the Bear Clan...

to become a man.

Moki could still remember...

the voice of his grandfather

telling the legend...

of how the Clan of the Grizzl y

came to be.

NARRATOR.'

"In the sunrise of time...

"Kichemunito,

the great spirit...

"made the sky and the earth

and the waters.

"Then he made the grizzly

and the Cree. "

"There was war

between the two tribes...

"and the grizzly fell as

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