Lobo 



Iy deodorized and concealed with the utmost 

 care. During my operations I kept my hands, 

 boots, and implements smeared with fresh blood, 

 and afterward sprinkled the ground with the 

 same, as though it had flowed from the head ; 

 and when the traps were buried in the dust I 

 brushed the place over with the skin of a coyote, 

 and with a foot of the same animal made a 

 number of tracks over the traps. The head 

 was so placed that there was a narrow passage 

 between it and some tussocks, and in this pas- 

 sage I buried two of my best traps, fastening 

 them to the head itself. 



Wolves have a habit of approaching every 

 carcass they get the wind of, in order to ex- 

 amine it, even when they have no intention of 

 eating of it, and I hoped that this habit would 

 bring the Currumpaw pack within reach of my 

 latest stratagem. I did not doubt that Lobo 

 would detect my handiwork about the meat, 

 and prevent the pack approaching it, but I did 

 build some hopes on the head, for it looked as 

 though it had been thrown aside as useless. 



Next morning, I sallied forth to inspect the 

 traps, and there, oh, joy ! were the tracks of 



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