138 THE UPPER YUKON 



of the herd that the enemy was upon them. 

 "Run! Run! Run for your lives!" was the 

 hurried admonition. 



The old bull was on his feet in an instant, 

 and at once he made a dash for the front, with 

 one cow running on each side, close enough 

 to be grazing his flanks, while another cow 

 was close behind him. This made a very poor 

 chance for an effective shot. The rear cow, 

 however, seemed unable to keep up the pace, 

 and dropped behind a little. This gave me 

 a chance for a shot, and taking a good aim I 

 fired. 



"You've missed him again, and you'll never 

 have another chance at him," said the Chief. 

 "But look, he's staggering, the cows are 

 running to and fro; something is about 

 to happen. There, there, he's down at 

 last!" 



It seemed almost impossible that he was 

 surely down, as he had been living a sort of 

 charmed life in dodging bullets up to the pre- 

 vious moment. There was no mistake, how- 

 ever, and as we walked up to the fallen mon- 

 arch we found him already dead. When we 

 had taken off his scalp it was found that he 

 could hardly have lived many days, as his 

 neck and shoulders were black and blue from 



