The Winnipeg Wolf 
of the city, and an hour later the hunt was 
yelling on the hot scent of the Winnipeg Wolf. 
Away they went, a rabble of Dogs, a motley 
rout of horsemen, a mob of men and boys on 
ith 
foot. Garou had no fear of the Dogs, but 1 eee ee 
men he knew had guns and were dangerous. MESS fi 
He led off for the dark timber line of the As- et ae 
siniboine, but the horsemen had open country oF 1 
and they headed him back. He coursed along fs Me 
the Colony Creek hollow and so eluded the B 
bullets already flying. He made for a barb- 
wire fence, and passing that he got rid of the 
horsemen for a time, but still must keep the 
hollow that baffled the bullets. The Dogs 
were now closing on him. All he might have 
asked would probably have been to be left alone 
with them—forty or fifty to one as they were— 
he would have taken the odds. The Dogs were 
all around him now, but none dared to close in. 
A lanky Hound, trusting to his speed, ran 
alongside at length and got a side chop from 
Garou that laid him low. The horsemen were 
forced to take a distant way around, but now 
the chase was toward the town, and more men 
and Dogs came running out to join the fray. 
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