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victory, I suppose, for Coyotes kill Calves and 
Sheep, but somehow I felt the common thought 
of all: “ Mighty brave Dogs for a little Coyote, 
but they could not face the big Wolf last 
night.” 
Young Penroof, as though in answer to one 
of the unput questions, said : 
“Say, boys, I believe old Billy had a hull 
bunch of Wolves with him last night.” 
“Did n’t see but one track,” said King 
gruffly. 
In this way the whole of October slipped 
by; all day hard riding after doubtful trails, 
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wo ay > the big trail or feared to do so, and again and 
et #\ again we had news of damage done by the 
aa ae tas Wolf; sometimes a cowboy would report it to 
4 (¢ a) us ; and sometimes we found the carcasses our- 
| selves. A few of these we poisoned, though 
it is considered a very dangerous thing to do 
while running Dogs. The end of the month 
found us a weather-beaten, dispirited lot of 
men, with a worn-out lot of Horses, and a foot- 
sore pack, reduced in numbers from ten to 
seven. So far we had killed only one Gray- 
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