Edward S. Ellis, The Huge Hunter, or the Steam Man of the Prairies… (1868)
“ The bear looked up instantly, when the gun was aimed straight at his right eye.Ere the grizzly could withdraw his gaze, the piece was discharged, and the bullet sped true, crashing into the skull of the colossal brute. With a howling grunt, he rose upon his hind feet, clawed the air a few moments, and then dropped dead.Young Brainerd waited until he was certain that the last spark of life had fled, when he cautiously descended the tree, scarcely able to realize the truth that he had slain a grizzly bear—the monarch of the western wilderness. ”
