24 Lobo 



I gaihered in all the traps I could command, 

 one hundred and thirty strong steel wolf-traps, 

 and set them in fours in every trail that led 

 into the cafion ; each trap was separately fas- 

 tened to a log, and each log was separately 

 buried. In burying them, I carefully removed 

 the sod and every particle of earth that was 

 lifted we put in blankets, so that after the sod 

 was replaced and all was finished the eye could 

 detect no trace of human handiwork. When 

 the traps were concealed I trailed the body of 

 poor Blanca over each place, and made of it 

 a drag that circled all about the ranch, and 

 finally I took off one of her paws and made 

 with it a line of tracks over each trap. Every 

 precaution and device known to me I used, 

 and retired at a late hour to await the result. 



Once during the night I thought I heard Old 

 Lobo, but was not sure of it. Next day I rode 

 around, but darkness came on before I com- 

 pleted the circuit of the north cafion, and I had 

 nothing to report. At supper one of the cow- 

 boys said, "There was a great row among the 

 cattle in the north cafion this morning, maybe 

 there is something in the traps there." It was 

 afternoon of the next day before I got to the 

 place referred to, and as I drew near a great 

 grizzly form arose from the ground, vainly en* 



