CAMP LIFE NEAR THE TETONS 



against porcupines, and on several occasions 

 I have had to sit on the ground and help pull 

 the quills out of his hide after one of these 

 encounters. 



As I was leisurely riding along some dis- 

 tance behind the guide I saw him stop on a 

 slight elevation somewhat in advance, and 

 at the same time I heard the dogs barking 

 very savagely. Jake made a sign to me to 

 hurry up. When I arrived at the spot I saw 

 a couple of coyotes not more than forty yards 

 away yelping and tantalizing the dogs. I 

 dismounted, after pulling my rifle out of its 

 scabbard, and brought it carelessly to my 

 shoulder. Jake in the meantime had un- 

 sheathed his knife ready to strip the hides. 



I fired, and, much to my surprise, both of 

 the coyotes vanished with startling sudden- 

 ness. I had evidently missed, probably over- 

 shooting. I think it was about the worst 

 sh$t I ever made, and I never could under- 

 stand it. A sportsman will once in a while 

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