210 CKUISINGS IN THE CASCADES 



their young. I once saw a coyote sneak from behind 

 a hill toward a herd of antelope. Instantly there was. 

 a grand rush of all the adult members of the band, 

 male and female, toward the intruder, and when 

 they had gotten in front of the kids they stopped, 

 with bristles erect, ears thrown forward, and heads, 

 lowered, presenting a most warlike and belligerent 

 appearance. The coyote, when he saw himself con- 

 fronted with this solid phalanx, suddenly stopped, 

 eyed his opponents for a few moments, and then, 

 apparently overawed at the superiority of numbers 

 and warlike attitude of his intended prey, slunk 

 reluctantly away in search of some weaker victim. 

 When he was well out of sight, the older members 

 of the band turned to their young, caressed them, 

 and resumed their grazing. 



The speed of the antelope is probably not excelled 

 by that of any other animal in this country, wild 

 or domestic, except the greyhound, and, in fact, it 

 is only the finest and fleetest of these that can pull 

 down an antelope in a fair race. 



In the little village of Garfield, Kansas, there 

 lived a man some years ago the proprietor of a 

 hotel who had two pet antelopes. The village 

 dogs had several times chased them, but had always 

 been distanced. One day a Mexican came to town 

 who had with him two large, handsome greyhounds. 

 Immediately on riding up to the hotel he saw the 

 antelopes in the yard, and told the proprietor gruffly 

 that he had better put u them critters " in the corral, 

 or his dogs would kill them. The proprietor said 

 he guessed the "critters" were able to take care 

 of themselves, especially if the dogs did not spring 



