THE WOLF HUNTERS 



fretting at my helplessness I looked down at 

 Found, at my feet, and the inspiration came. 

 "Good!" I shouted, **ril send the dog!" 

 Rushing down into the cabin I seized a piece of 

 paper and hastily wrote on it: 



Look out for Satank and his gang ! They are after 

 you ! I am 0, K., so far. 



Peck. 



Quickly tying this slip to Found's collar and 

 taking down an old cap of Tom*s from which to 

 give the dog the scent, I hurried back on top of 

 the dugout. I spoke to the dog and then pointed 

 to the covered wagon, still plainly visible, and for 

 fear he did not see it I lifted him up in my arms, 

 pointed again to the far-ofF wagon, repeating the 

 names, "Tom — Jack!" 



The intelligent creature looked up into my 

 face, as I set him down, and then at the wagon, 

 barked and wagged his tail vigorously as though 

 he thought he understood me. I then pointed 

 again to the wagon, held Tom's old cap to his 

 nose, and said, ^^Go to Tom^^ motioning with my 

 hand toward the wagon. 



Found looked carefully all around, as though to 

 see if there were any Indians about, and then in- 

 stead of following the wagon tracks, as I supposed 

 he would, he started down into the bottom of the 

 ravine, the head of which led toward the wagon; 



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