8 Lobo 



and, uttering a deep roar, dashed toward the 

 herd. The terrified rank broke at his charge, 

 and he sprang in among them. Then the cattle 

 scattered like the pieces of a bursting bomb. 

 Away went the chosen victim, but ere she had 

 gone twenty-five yards Lobo was upon her. 

 Seizing her by the neck he suddenly held back 

 with all his force and so threw her heavily to 

 the ground. The shock must have been tre- 

 mendous, for the heifer was thrown heels over 

 head. Lobo also turned a somersault, but im- 

 mediately recovered himself, and his followers 

 falling on the poor cow, killed her in a few sec- 

 onds. Lobo took no part in the killing — after 

 having thrown the victim, he seemed to say, 

 " Now, why could Hot some of you have done 

 that at once without wasting so much time?** 



The man now rode up shouting, the wolves 

 as usual retired, and he, having a bottle of 

 strychnine, quickly poisoned the carcass in 

 three places, then went away, knowing they 

 would return to feed, as they had killed the 

 animals themselves. But next morning, on go- 

 ing to look for his expected victims, he found 

 that, although the wolves had eaten the heifer, 

 they had carefully cut out and thrown aside all 

 those parts that had been poisoned. 



The dread of this great wolf spread yearly 



