INTER-OCEAN HUNTING TALES 



smaller dogs and with each other. Each one 

 seemed to consider himself the hero of the 

 occasion. I have had occasion to observe that 

 the pack would work and fight well together, 

 but after the fray they seemed to be intensely 

 jealous of each other. 



Several of the dogs interested me consid- 

 erably. One of them was called "Old Jim," 

 a big black-and-tan foxhound, with a deep 

 bass voice which would swell the chorus when 

 the pack was in full cry and sometimes almost 

 drown it. Old Jim would occasionally pro- 

 voke the not over angelic temper of the guide 

 by leading the whole pack after a coyote. On 

 one occasion he had distinguished himself by 

 whipping a coyote, and whenever one of these 

 "sassy" prairie wolves would show itself, he 

 could not resist the temptation of giving chase, 

 leading the whole pack after him. 



Any one acquainted with Western hunting 

 knows how useless it is for dogs to attempt to 

 outrun a coyote. The coyotes would fre- 

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