PRAIRIE WOLF AND ROCKY MOUNTAIN SHEEP. 23 



One night, a famished pack of coyotes made an attack 

 on my little camp in a desperate attempt to get hold of 

 my pet. In an instant I was on my feet, and as Fondle 

 set up a piteous bleating, blazed away at the wolves, and 

 stretched four of them dead. The rest fled with some 

 thing like the speed of the wind. 



The wolves occasionally displayed astonishing audacity. 

 They came within twenty feet of my fire, and I had much 

 difficulty in preventing them from gnawing away the 

 leather ropes by which my mules were tethered One 

 night, they succeeded ; but luckily I awoke just p.bout 

 the time that my mules felt their liberty, and dispersing 

 the wolves by a shot, I once more secured iny 

 near the fire, and stretched myself to repose. 



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