

Rockwell After Outlaw Bruin
October 13, 1942
Policeman Remembers Where the Bear Hid When He Drove the Stage
Frank Rockwell, stage driver, Wells-Fargo shotgun messenger and lastly of the eagle eye of the Reno police force, took a vacation yesterday, the first, according to his best memory, in five years of police duty.
Patrolman Rockwell is not going to take a vacation by sitting around and observing the conduct of the citizens of Reno. That would be too much like work. Besides he is a weary of the noise and bustle of the metropolis of Nevada, and his heart hungers for the wild, free life in the mountains which he saw years and years ago, when he was a gamesome youth. For days he has heard the call of the wild, and he purposes to go back to nature and hunt b’ar in the woody purlieus of Susanville.
When the overeland stage used to meander on it toilsome journey over the Sierras, Rockwell sat daily on the seat with a rifle in one hand and a Colt pistol in the other, and drove with his teeth, but in moments when the Indians and stage robbers were not bothering, he observed the caves and shelters where the bear habitually curled themselves up for a winter’s hibernation.
The policeman now says that he remembers distinctly where several prominent bears reside, some having bad records, and he will go down and practice making peek-a-boo waists for them with a rifle.