Success and Failure 



still some hundred or more paces down a hollow. 

 With the quick report of Jones s second shot, the 

 wolf fell and rolled over. The hunter ran to the 

 spot to find the wolf was dead. Taking hold of a 

 front paw, he dragged the animal over the snow to 

 camp. Rea began to skin the animal, when suddenly 

 he exclaimed: 



&quot; This fellow s hind foot is gone! &quot; 



&quot; That s strange. I saw it hanging by the skin 

 as the wolf ran up the bank. I ll look for it.&quot; 



By the bloody trail on the snow he returned to the 

 place where the wolf had fallen, and thence back to 

 the spot where its leg had been broken by the bullet. 

 He discovered no sign of the foot. 



&quot; Didn t find it, did you? &quot; said Rea. 



&quot; No, and it appears odd to me. The snow is so 

 hard the foot could not have sunk.&quot; 



&quot; Well, the wolf ate his foot, thet s what,&quot; 

 returned Rea. &quot; Look at them teeth marks! &quot; 



&quot;Is it possible?&quot; Jones stared at the leg Rea 

 held up. 



* Yes, it is. These wolves are crazy at times. 

 You ve seen thet. An the smell of blood, an nothin 

 else, mind you, in my opinion, made him eat his own 

 foot. We ll cut him open.&quot; 



Impossible as the thing seemed to Jones and he 

 could not but believe further evidence of his own 



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