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to meet a shot from Mac's rifle which broke his back. 

 With its dripping lips drawn over a set of ugly teeth, 

 the beast glared at us, as much as to say, "It is your 

 move next, but don't come too close." Had it been 

 any animal except a wolf I should have felt a twinge 

 of pity, but I had no sympathy for the skulking brute. 

 There will be more antelope next year because of its 

 death. 



All this had happened with an unloaded camera in 

 the automobile. I had tried desperately to adjust a 

 new roll of film, but had given up in despair for it was 

 difficult enough even to sit in the bounding car. Were 

 I to spend the remainder of my life in Mongolia there 

 might never be such a chance again. 



But we had an opportunity to learn just how fast a 

 wolf can run, for the one we had killed was undoubt- 

 edly putting his best foot forward. I estimated that 

 even at first he was not doing more than thirty-five 

 miles an hour, and later we substantiated it on another, 

 which gave us a race of twelve miles. With antelope 

 which can reach fifty-five to sixty miles an hour a wolf 

 has little chance, unless he catches them unawares, or 

 finds the newly born young. To avoid just this the 

 antelope are careful to stay well out on the plains 

 where there are no rocks or hills to conceal a skulking 

 wolf. 



The wolf we had killed was shedding its hair and pre- 

 sented a most dilapidated, moth-eaten appearance; 

 moreover, it had just been feeding on the carcass of a 

 dead camel, which subsequently we discovered a mile 



