358 WILD SPOBTS m THE SOUTH. 



ooough," came the old note, followed by the rush of the 

 dogs and the same series of questionings and y awnings 

 and objurgations. 



There seemed to be a concert near us ; for the moment 

 one wolf would get tired, another would take up the 

 refrain until it was soon apparent that there was no more 

 sleep for that night. 



We only took cat naps, eating a little now and then 

 and sometimes taking a drink, talking, conjuring up all 

 the old stories of wolves that we had ever heard or read 

 of, good bad and indifferent, they were all repeated, 

 wolf had no mercy shown him that night. If he could 

 have understood our language I am sure he would have 

 howled louder in anger at the character we gave him 

 than ever he did in hunger or melancholy. 



Mike's opinion of him was that he was a " dratted 

 mean cuss, feered to hunt deer alone and fodderin' on his 

 own young ones when he can't ketch nothin' else." 



The negro boys entertained the belief that the lumin- 

 ous appearance from their eyes at night arose from their 

 feasting on the slain in battle, and a suspicion that they 

 sometimes visited grave-yards for other purposes than 

 pensive meditations. 



The Doctor told how that the power of a wolf's jaw 

 was greater than that of any animal that it had a power 

 of, I have forgotten how many hundred pounds, and 

 something about his facial muscles that no one under- 

 stood. 



I told the following story of an adventure. It don't 



