Hunting in Many Lands 



ignored the direction of the wind, which the 

 wolves, however, cleverly profited by. It could 

 not have been very long after the hounds were 

 let go before they fell upon the entire family 

 of wolves, which they at once separated. The 

 shouts and screams of the peasants, mingled 

 with the noises of the several packs of hounds, 

 held us in excited attention. Now and then 

 this or that part of the pack would approach 

 the line, and, returning, pass out of hearing 

 in the extensive woods. The game had ap- 

 proached within scenting distance, and, in spite 

 of the howling in the rear, had returned to de- 

 part by the right or left flank of the beaters. 

 As the barking of the hounds came near the 

 line, the holders of the barzois, momentarily 

 hoping to see a wolf or wolves, waited in 

 almost breathless expectancy. Each one was 

 prepared with a knife to rush upon an old 

 wolf to support his pair; but unfortunately 

 only two wolves came to our line, and they 

 were not two years old. They were taken at 

 the extreme left flank, so far away that I could 

 not even see the killing. I was disappointed, 

 and felt that a great mistake had been made 

 in not paying sufficient attention to the direc- 

 tion of the wind. Where is the hunter who 



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