Hunting in Many Lands 



My horse beginning to show signs of distress, 

 I realized that, if the chase was to be a 

 straightaway, I would see but little of it and 

 probably not be in at the death anyway; 

 so I again sought a high point that gave a 

 commanding view over a large area of coun- 

 try, and determined to await developments. 

 Every once in a while, with the aid of my 

 glasses, I could see -the pack, fairly well 

 bunched, straining every muscle, running as 

 though for life. I could catch occasional 

 glimpses of the wolf far in advance, as he 

 scurried through the sagebrush, showing little 

 power of strategy, but a determined obstinacy 

 to outfoot his relentless foes. 



Fortune again favored me. By degrees the 

 superior speed and stamina of the hounds 

 began to tell, though both seemed to be run- 

 ning with undiminished speed. The wolf, find- 

 ing that, with all his speed and cunning, they 

 were slowly but surely overtaking him, circled 

 in my direction, and I was soon again an im- 

 portant factor in the hunt, urging the dogs 

 with shouts of encouragement. I was now 

 near enough to note that one of the young 

 greyhounds, which had evidently been running 

 cunning by lying back and cutting across, was 



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