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necessary, however, as the whole pack was upon him, excepting 

 "Sport." They had him stretched out (No. 18) when I 

 snapped. Two cowboys who had accompanied us this day 

 were just coming under the tree when "Sport" fell in the 

 snow beside them. They thought it was another lion, and 

 came near stampeding. 



I went up to the deer carcass, which the lion had covered 

 completely with snow, and traced out the scene of the killing. 

 The deer was lying under a tree, and the lion had crept right 

 up over open ground to spring. The deer had never risen 

 from his bed, but was killed as he lay. 



The following winter Wells and I hunted faithfully for six 

 weeks, but never found so much as a good track. 



New Year's day, 1897, f° un d me again at Wells's camp, 

 awaiting his return from Meeker, whither he had gone to have 

 a grand lion hunt with the Meeker boys and John Goff's pack 

 of hounds. Wells had arranged to carry the camera and plate- 

 holders on a pack-horse, instead of slung over our shoulders as 

 heretofore, and this was much more comfortable, if not quite 

 so quick. The first lion was treed in a dark, shady place in a 

 pinon tree. These trees are scrubby and have limbs from the 

 ground up, which gave "Sport" and the other dogs their oppor- 

 tunity to climb. "Sport" did climb and stood on the opposite 

 side of the tree trunk from this lion, but not close enough to 

 attack. The lion was backed out on a limb, with his face to- 

 ward the trunk, and " Sport " passed around the tree, between the 

 lion and the tree, his tail actually slapping the lion in the face. 



