Lobo 



These are examples of many stories which 

 I might repeat, to show the ravages of this 

 destructive band. Many new devices for their 

 extinction were tried each year, but still they 

 lived and throve in spite of all the efforts of 

 their foes. A great price was set on Lobo's 

 head, and in consequence poison in a score of 

 subtle forms was put out for him, but he never 

 failed to detect and avoid it. One thing only 

 he feared — that was firearms, and knowing full 

 well that all men in this region carried them, 

 he never was known to attack or face a human 

 being. Indeed, the set policy of his band was 

 to take refuge in flight whenever, in the day- 

 time, a man was descried, no matter at what 

 distance. Lobo's habit of permitting the pack 

 to eat only that which they themselves had 

 killed, was in numerous cases their salvation, 

 and the keenness of his scent to detect the taint 

 of human hands or the poison itself, completed 

 their immunity. 



On one occasion, one of the cowboys heard 

 the too familiar rallying-cry of Old Lobo, and 

 stealthily approaching, he found the Currum- 

 paw pack in a hollow, where they had ' round- 



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