OF A RANCHMAN 



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did not get a good hold, and the wolf scored 

 him across the shoulders and flung him off. 

 They then faced each other for a minute and 

 at the next dash the dog made good his 

 throat hold, and throttled the wolf, though 

 the latter contrived to get his foe's foreleg 

 into his jaws and broke it clear through. 

 When I saw the dog he had completely re- 

 covered, although pretty well scarred. 



On another neighboring ranch there is a 

 most ill-favored hybrid, whose mother was 

 a Newfoundland and whose father was a 

 large wolf. It is stoutly built, with erect 

 ears, pointed muzzle, rather short head, short 

 bushy tail, and of a brindled color ; funnily 

 enough it looks more like a hyena than like 

 either of its parents. It is familiar with 

 people and a good cattle dog, but rather 

 treacherous; it both barks and howls. The 

 parent wolf carried on a long courtship with 

 the Newfoundland. He came round the 

 ranch, regularly and boldly, every night, and 

 she would at once go out to him. In the 

 daylight he would lie hid in the bushes at 



