It is quite generally known these peculiar creatures of the wild used to frequent the most inaccessible cliffs of old Scotts Bluff, and they could be seen standing out in bold relief on the outermost pinnacles, surveying the bad lands and the valley with proprietary dignity. They would bound along the ledges that no hunter would dare to follow, or would leap over precipices when hard pressed striking upon their horns fifty or one hundred feet below, and recovering their feet, Would run away unharmed.

The last of these animals in the Scotts Bluff country were killed by Hardy Farns- Worth and George Slonecker about 1888, and the head and horns of that killed by Slonecker weighed forty-seven pounds.

McLellan would often be out for several days, and the worse the weather the better it suited his wild nature. Like the stormy petrol, he glorified in defying the tempests. Frequently his campfire beacons gleamed above the hills in the direction of the landmarks of what in after years became known as the "Hogback" and "Wildcat Mountain."

Beaver were found along the river and the hunters added a number of their pelts to their store.

There was but little game upon the prairie, the buffalo having retired to the mountains or migrated southward. But occasionally great droves of antelope could be seen in the open or passing over some distant ridge. The timbered hills to the southward afforded plenty of blacktail deer, and when the hunters first appeared among them they were too wild to be scared. Upon the approach of the white man they would bound out of the thicket only a few feet away, and turn and stand looking at one, with wide and wondering eyes.