XVI.

MONNEHAN, THE GREAT BEAR-
HUNTER OF OREGON.

He wore a tall silk hat, the first one I
had ever seen, not at all the equipment of
“a mighty hunter before the Lord;” but
Phineas Monnehan, Esq., late of some cas-
tle (I forget the name now), County of
Cork, Ireland, would have been quite an-
other personage with another sort of hat.
And mighty pretension made he to great
estates and titles at home, but greatest of
all his claims was that of “a mighty
hunter.”

Clearly he had been simply a schoolmas-
ter at home, and had picked up all his
knowledge of wild beasts from books. He
had very impressive manners and had come
to Oregon with an eye to political promo-
tion, for he more than once hinted to my

quiet Quaker father, on whose hospitality
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