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\\'ilson, who survived to the age of 1C2 years, had 

 shot several "spook" wolves with silver bullets. On 

 his way to Lock Haven one day Rishel had the good 

 fortune to meet Granny McGill, -a reputed witch. This 

 grand old lady of eighty-six years suggested that be- 

 fore calling in Wilson a home remedy be tried. It 

 consisted in securing a black lamb, born in the Fall of 

 the year, in the dark of the moon, and tying it near a 

 spring trap. After much difficulty such a lamb was 

 found in Isaac Cooper's flock, and tied by the trap, at 

 the summit of Tunis Knob, south of Loganton, where 

 the wolf's den was located. The plan worked like a 

 charm the very first time. After devouring the de- 

 fenseless lamb the white wolf began smelling at the 

 trap, perhaps in search of more good things. It 

 sprang, catching him by the nose. In the morning he 

 was found by the hunters and beaten to death with 

 clubs. John Schrack got the pelt, which served as 

 a hearth rug in his home near Carroll for a long time. 

 Few strangers would believe that it was a wolf's hide. 

 The long white hair and bob tail made it resemble the 

 pelt of an Angora goat. Reuben ^McCormick, of 

 Penfield, Clearfield County, uncle of J. W. Zim- 

 merman, now in his 89th year, recalls the kill- 

 ing of this white wolf very well. Unfortunately 

 the head was not mounted with the skin, but was set 

 up on a pole above old Mr. Rishel's sheep-fold, like a 

 murderer on London Bridge. It remained there until 

 a heavy wind blew it down, and it was eaten by hogs. 

 Children were afraid to pass the sheep-pen after dark 

 while the wolf's head was on the pole. Truthful 

 youngsters declared that it snapped its jaws and that 



