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that they were unable to catch up. The little wolf ran 

 well, and the greyhounds had about reached their limit 

 when they caught up with it. But they lasted just long 

 enough to do the work. A fawn-colored greyhound and 

 a black staghound were the first dogs up. The stag- 

 hound tried to seize the coyote, which dodged a little to 

 one side; the fawn-colored greyhound struck and threw 

 it; and in another moment the other dogs were up and 

 the worry began. I was able to see the run so well, be- 

 cause Tom Burnett had mounted me on his fine roan 

 cutting horse. We sat around in a semicircle on the grass 

 until the dogs had been breathed, and then started off 

 again. After some time we struck another coyote, but 

 rather far off, and this time the dogs were not fresh. 

 After running two or three miles he pulled away and we 

 lost him, the dogs refreshing themselves by standing and 

 lying in a shallow prairie pool. 



In the afternoon we again rode off, and this time Ab- 

 ernethy, on his white horse, took the lead, his greyhounds 

 trotting beside him. There was a good deal of rivalry 

 among the various owners of the hounds as to which could 

 do best, and a slight inclination among the cowboys to 

 be jealous of Abernethy. No better riders could be im- 

 agined than these same cowboys, and their greyhounds 

 were stanch and fast; but Abernethy, on his tough white 

 horse, not only rode with great judgment, but showed 

 a perfect knowledge of the coyote, and by his own ex- 

 ertions greatly assisted his hounds. He had found out 

 in his long experience that while the greyhounds could 

 outpace a coyote in a two or three mile run, they would 



