THE WOLF HUNTERS 



Our tent was fast becoming filled with bales of 

 wolfskins, and one day I asked: 



"Tom, what are we going to do for some place 

 to store our wolfskins? Our tent is nearly full, 

 and we are still taking them, and the season isn't 

 half through/' 



"I've been thinking about that, too," replied 

 the old man, "and I guess I'll make another trip 

 over to the fort to-morrow to get them buffalo calf- 

 skins for my overcoat, an' while I'm over there I'll 

 try to get the use of an empty room there among 

 the old dobes where we can store 'em; an' we can 

 take a wagon-load over from time to time as the 

 tent gets too full." 



Next day he went to the fort, returning on the 

 following evening, with a lot of Indian-dressed 

 buffalo calfskins for his overcoat, and reported 

 that he had engaged an unused room of Weissel- 

 baum wherein to store our baled skins. 



Tom soon had a very serviceable overcoat made 

 from the calfskins — far better than the coyote 

 coats Jack and I had made us — lining it with a 

 red blanket and covering the collar and cuffs with 

 muskrat skins, which have a beautiful fur, some- 

 what similar to the beaver in color but not so 

 heavy. 



As yet we had had but one light fall of snow — 

 nothing like a storm — and it had soon passed off, 

 the weather continuing fair but quite cold of 

 nights and mornings. 



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