92 WOLF DAYS IN PENNSYLVANIA. 



hound would produce die right sort for Pennsylvania 

 wolf hunting. With all these prospects there is a glo- 

 rious vista ahead for dog-lovers and true sportsmen, 

 if only we can get the right kind of wolves again ! We 

 will quote an old Irish poem about a celebrated wolf 

 hunter named McDermot, who was once the terror of 

 the wolves of Munster: 



"It happened on a day with horn and hounds, 

 A baron gallop't through McDermot's grounds. 

 Well hors'd, pursuing o'er the dusty plain 

 A wolf that sought the neighboring woods to gain, 



"Mac hears th' alarm, and with his oaken spear. 

 Joins in the chase, and runs before the peer, 

 Outstrips the huntsman, dogs and panting steeds, 

 And struck by him the falling savage bleeds." 



Myriads of associations have been formed to pro- 

 tect song-birds and other lesser creatures. Better still 

 would be an organization of red-blooded men to pro- 

 tect the wolf. But let it be clearly understood that this 

 would not include cases where the wolf has lately 

 gotten into cattle countries and subsists on a diet 

 "unauthorized" by nature. Only in cases where the 

 wolf resides in a region, uninhabited except by wild 

 beasts, and is pursuing the tenor of his, way, upholding 

 nature's balance and adding to the picturesqueness of 

 the wilderness, should he be protected. And then 

 he should be safeguarded from extinction in every 

 ■possible manner. Bounty hunters and others who mis- 

 represent him should be kept away and this noble relic 

 of a grander and primitive age preserved for a 



