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from concealment to relieve him. Following 
them through glasses as they raced on skyline 
against a cloud, dropped below eyeline, dashed 
behind a butte, swiftly the great circle followed 
brought them within half a mile. In. plain 
view another wolf leaped into the race. The 
antelope was nearly exhausted. The wolves 
were leaping at her throat as she disappeared 
over a ridge. Little puffs of dust showed the 
advance of pursuer and pursued. These grew 
dim and I watched for the runners to come up 
on the skyline. But they never appeared. 
I watched a coyote walk back and forth 
close to a mother antelope with two young kids. 
She paid no apparent attention to him. But 
she was besieged. After two or three hours 
he was relieved by another coyote. This was 
a new and rather leisurely way of relaying. 
Evidently the devilish plan was to wear the 
antelope out or stay until she was forced to go 
for water and then seize the youngsters. 
It was more than fifteen miles to the next 
water-hole. This may have been the second 
or even the third day that the coyotes had been 
worrying her. I frightened them away, but 
had not gone half a mile when I saw them cir- 
cling back again. I do not know the end of the 
story, but as I walked on I wished that this 
mother antelope might have possessed the special 
