Hunting in Many Lands 



control him we were in full view of the wolf, 

 which, upon sighting us, veered off to the left. 

 Although not over a half mile away, the dogs 

 failed to sight him. With a cheer to the loose 

 dogs, we pushed forward at top speed, the 

 cracking of the quirts upon our horses' flanks 

 being echoed in the rear by the incessant pop- 

 ping of Steamboat's whip as he lashed the 

 panting cayuses to the top of their speed in 

 a vain effort to keep up with us. 



We joined Maje at the point where we had 

 last seen the wolf, which by this time had 

 disappeared. Going over a rise, we dropped 

 down into an arroyo, where the foxhound 

 again gave tongue, and started back on the 

 trail almost in the same direction in which 

 we had come. Thinking that for once he was 

 at fault, and back-tracking, I took the two dogs 

 in slips up the arroyo, while Maje, Zach and 

 the pack of dogs followed the foxhound, and 

 were soon out of sight and hearing. Circling 

 around for some distance and seeing no sign 

 of the wolf, I rode upon a high point, and, 

 searching the country carefully through my 

 glasses, I could see the party probably a mile 

 and a half away ; and» from the manner in 

 which they were getting over the ground, I 



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