THE WOLF OF MUSKOKA 149 



that they can either strike them down with their 

 fore-feet or repulse them by lashing out behind." 



It is now fourteen years ago since I first heard 

 the terrible scream of a horse, and perhaps my 

 note written at the time may be of interest. 



" I turned my attention to find some desirable 

 camping-ground for the night, having the greatest 

 dread of wolves. Suddenly I was alarmed by a 

 hideous shriek, that came from the deep recesses 

 of the woods. It was so unearthly that I paused 

 in horror to listen. I did not know whether to 

 advance or retire, and when the noise was 

 repeated the forest seemed to take it up in long 

 harmonious echoes. Again and again I heard 

 the cry, each time more heartrending and piteous. 

 A woman shrieking and yelling under Indian 

 torture could hardly have produced more dreadful 

 sounds. There was something crudely human in 

 the voice. I began to ask myself, what creature 

 could this be with human voice ? I wondered 

 whether it would prove to be a specimen of some 

 unknown quadruped, and if I should have the 

 honour of adding its name to zoological science. 

 I recalled the recently discovered mammals, especi- 

 ally the ou-ka-la, or whistler of the Cascades, 

 so closely allied to the beaver, musquash, 



