(Klk This shows the elk in a different pose and the dogs 



and their master. After taking this Mrs. Wallihan walked 

 plate no. 13 U p -witliiD. about twenty feet to admire the elk, and a pup 

 about ten months old went along and kept between her and 

 the elk as if to guard her. After looking at him to her 

 satisfaction, we rode to camp and next morning went home 

 without finding the large bunch, as there were no large 

 horns in the band we were after last. 



(Hottgar 



PLATE NO. I 



"Come over at once and you can get some lion 

 pictures." This was the message I received from some 

 friends on White River early last December. Arranging 

 home affairs I left as quickly as possible. The ranchmen 

 were glad to see us, as the lions kill 30 to 50 per cent, of 

 their colts every season in that country. One of the ranch- 

 men and a neighbor were out hunting and on coming in 

 later reported seeing three tracks of lions on the mountain 

 top. It snowed during the night, which we did not like, as 

 it would obliterate 



PLATE NO. 2 



what 

 made 

 night, 

 went 



tracks were 



early in the 



However, we 



out and about 



one or two o'clock 

 found a large lion 

 track, and the whole 

 pack of dogs turned - . , . 

 loose. We had two • t M.^*%: ■'/"'■i : ^'. 

 old fox hounds, five 

 fox hound pups and ■ ~» > ~ 



three shepherds. The 

 old dogs were thrown 

 off in the first rush iis»*-- •'*•;''--- .^ 

 but we got them and ■: - - 

 found the trail quick- * - : * ■ 4\ 

 ly and started them ^^'"'K 

 alone. They led us ^fe.'v ■'".'' ~ 

 across Piceance Creek '(. - '■\ : f?-\.% : ' - 

 just above White ,\ "^* -;. f " r 

 River City and up on ' -? - 



the mountain west of 

 Piceance and along 

 the top for a mile or so, the music of the old dogs encouraging 

 us to urge our horses forward. The dogs gained on us 

 rapidly after they got over the crest of the mountain and 

 traveled so fast that we knew the trail was fresher. We lost 

 the sound of their voices entirely for a few minutes, but on 

 coming over a ridge could hear the welcome bay of their 

 voices, signifying our game was treed. Hurrying forward 

 we found they were down on the north slope of the mountain 

 facing White River, about 100 yards or more from the top. 

 Tying our horses we walked down to them but the lion 

 jumped when he saw us, but they pinched him so he climbed 

 again. The mountains were covered with scrub cedar and 

 pinon pine and the lion was in a cedar which grew right on 

 top of a small cliff of twenty-five or thirty feet. Approach- 

 ing within thirty feet I set up the camera and when ready 

 shouted at the lion, who looked at me, and I waved my 

 hand, while with the other I pressed the bulb of my shutter. 

 Wishing to get closer I went down around a tree on the left 

 and came out within about twenty-five feet of him when he 



MRS. WALLIHAN WITH DOG AXD HUNTING TONY 



started to go down right amongst the dogs to get away from 

 me, when two rifles cracked and his colt killing career was 

 stopped. He was a fine blue one about eight feet from tip 

 to tip. When we reached the valley it was muddy and just 

 about dark, and we were a tired lot when we reached camp, 

 but our success made us jubilant. 



After getting two more, which were contrary and (Eottljar 

 would not pose, we finally got the trail of this lion one 

 morning and turned Spot and Speckle loose. The trail 

 evidently crossed itself, for we found them running the back 

 trail and finally took them off and put them on right again, 

 and they soon got straight and we followed as rapidly as we 

 could and managed to be near them most of the time. About 

 3 p.m. we rode up to the hounds, within about fifty yards 

 of where they were balked and were hunting the trail, when 

 we saw a pinon tree sway and the dogs instantly commenced 

 to bark their ' 'treed' ' bark and we knew our chase was over. 



Before we could tie 

 our horses the lion 

 jumped and the shep- 

 herd treed it about 300 

 yards away, in an old 

 dead pinon. We came 

 up carefully, as she 

 stood splendidly for a 

 picture until the 

 moment I was ready 

 to expose, when she 

 got down to growl at 

 a dog which had 

 climbed a tree on the 

 opposite side from me 

 and we could not get 

 her to stand up again 

 gs^ so I had to be content 

 sgstf-* with the sneaking 

 Sfcy. glance which she gave 

 me. She soon after 

 jumped and ran about 

 100 yards, when Hec- 

 tor again treed her. 

 This time the ranchman with us tried to shoot her but did 

 not shoot right and only made her angry. She jumped out 

 but only got about twenty-five yards before the dogs stopped 

 her. Billy ran in with his six shooter drawn to kill her so 

 she could not injure the dogs, but she shook loose from the 

 dogs and ran past me within ten feet and jumped on the 

 side of a tree, but Hector jerked her loose and again the 

 dogs rolled her. Again she got loose ; this time Wells 

 stood within six feet of her and in front, and she stood 

 ready to jump at him, but afraid of him still — and his six 

 shooter steadily cracking at her. The third shot knocked 

 her down, but up she raised and again went down after the 

 fourth shot to rise no more, as Hector had her throat and 

 the other dogs were hold of her to stay now. Billy was in 

 close quarters but did not flinch a hair. Two of the shep- 

 herds were not with us, which accounted for her getting 

 loose so many times. Our dogs were nearly exhausted and 

 while I packed the camera and the boys took the hide from 

 the lion, the dogs lay under the trees shivering and shaking 



