Wolf-Coursing 



horse had stepped into a prairie dog hole, 

 throwing him violently, and, turning a somer- 

 sault, had landed upon him. The only dam- 

 age to Maje was, he had been converted 

 for the time being into a cactus pincushion ; 

 but his "States" horse had broken his fore leg 

 at the pastern joint and had to be shot. 



After the long run of the morning, this race 

 afforded us ample scope for testing both the 

 speed and staying qualities of the dogs as well 

 as of our horses. 



We were disappointed in not finding the in- 

 jured dog at the ranch. In fact, he was never 

 afterward heard of, and doubtless crawled away 

 among the rocks and died alone. After sew- 

 ing up Scotty's wounds, dressing the minor 

 cuts of the other dogs and removing the cactus 

 and prickly pear points from their feet (the 

 latter not a small job by any means), we were 

 soon doing full justice to Steamboat's satisfy- 

 ing if not appetizing meal. 



In contrast to our simple preparations and 

 equipment for this, an average wolf-hunt in 

 that country, wolf-hunts in Russia, as described 

 to me by my friend, St. Allen, of St. Peters- 

 burg, are certainly grand affairs; but when 

 the two methods of hunting are compared, I 



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