Badlands Billy 
leather sang loud and strong again, and smoke 
and iron mingled like two strands of a parti- 
colored yarn. Centring all her attention on 
this, she advanced within two leaps of the Calf. 
There on the ground was a scrap of leather, 
telling also of a human touch, close at hand 
the Calf, and now the iron and smoke on 
the full vast smell of Calf were like a snake 
trail across the trail of a whole Beef herd. It 
was so slight that the Cub, with the appetite 
and impatience of youth, pressed up against his 
mother’s shoulder to go past and eat without 
delay. She seized him by the neck and flung 
him back. A stone struck by his feet rolled 
forward and stopped with a peculiar clink. 
The danger smell was greatly increased at this, 
and the Yellow Wolf backed slowly from the 
feast, the Cub unwillingly following. 
As he looked wistfully he saw the Coyotes 
drawing nearer, mindful chiefly to avoid the 
Wolves. He watched their really cautious ad- 
vance; it seemed like heedless rushing com- 
pared with his mother’s approach. The Calf 
smell rolled forth in exquisite and overpower- 
ing excellence now, for they were tearing the 
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KER yy (Se FY J/ 
6 eis 27? 
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