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with others gleaned in many fields, gave me the 
story of the Big Dark Wolf of Sentinel Butte 
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IN THE CANON 
Away back in the spring of ’92 a wolver was 
“wolving” on the east side of the Sentinel 
Mountain that so long was a principal land- 
mark of the old Plainsmen. Pelts were not 
good in May, but the bounties were high, five 
dollars a head, and double for She-wolves. As 
he went down to the creek one morning he 
saw a Wolf coming to drink on the other side. 
He had an easy shot, and on killing it found 
it was a nursing She-wolf. Evidently her fam- 
ily were somewhere near, so he spent two or 
three days searching in all the likely places, but 
found no clue to the den. 
Two weeks afterward, as the wolver rode 
down an adjoining cafon, he saw a Wolf come 
out of a hole. The ever-ready rifle flew up, 
and another ten-dollar scalp was added to his 
string. Now he dug into the den and found 
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