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whereabouts, have, in every instance of my expe- 

 rience, been content to remain at a short distance, 

 showing their hideous teeth, and uttering fierce, 

 angry snarls, but, nevertheless, apparently afraid 

 to attack. Wolves in remote uninhabited dis- 

 tricts, where no bounty has been offered for their 

 heads, collect in immense numbers, and have 

 been known to congregate around large camps, 

 hurling themselves fearlessly against the rough 

 barriers, and fighting those within. Sixty years 

 ago, while travelling to an Indian village, he found 

 the ruins of a night camp. Apparently the 

 travellers, while under the influence of drink, had 

 been attacked, and only their skulls and bones 

 remained. It appeared that they had fallen 

 asleep, and before they could recover their 

 weapons to defend themselves, blood was flowing 

 from many wounds, and doubtless after a des- 

 perate struggle they fell, weak and fainting, and 

 were overpowered. 



" I shall never forget," he said, " the horror of 

 the scene. The snow was trampled and covered 

 with blood. Two long knives were almost en- 

 veloped with matted hair and congealed frozen 

 blood. Each stage in the fight was so clearly 

 denoted by the marks upon the snow, that it 



