Wolf-Coursing 



of the jack rabbit to get at his throat. Old 

 "California Joe," at one time chief of scouts 

 with Gen. Custer, in 1875 owned a grand 

 specimen of the greyhound called Kentuck, 

 presented to him by Gen. Custer. I saw this 

 dog, in the Big Horn country, seize and throw 

 a yearling bull buffalo, which then dragged the 

 dog on his back over rough stones, trampled 

 and pawed him until his ears were split, two 

 ribs broken, and neck and fore shoulders 

 frightfully cut and lacerated, yet he never re- 

 leased his hold until a Sharps rifle bullet 

 through the heart of the buffalo ended the 

 unequal struggle. Talk about a lack of cour- 

 age! I have seen many a greyhound single- 

 handed and alone overhaul and tackle a coy- 

 ote, and in a pack have seen them close in 

 and take hold of a big gray timber wolf or 

 a mountain lion and stay throughout the fight, 

 coming out bleeding and quivering, with hard- 

 ly a whole skin among them. In point of 

 speed, courage, fortitude, endurance and fine, 

 almost human judgment, no grander animal 

 lives than the greyhound. He knows no fear; 

 he turns from no game animal on which he is 

 sighted, no matter how large or how ferocious. 

 He pursues with the speed of the wind, seizes 



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