AFTER THE ROUND UP 



thrown into confusion by the first kill, 

 and escaped with a few straggling 

 riders in pursuit. 



The line on the opposite hill was as 

 complete as our own, and showed rest- 

 lessness at different points. Here and 

 there a solitary horseman darted down 

 the slope, and far over the plain could be 

 heard the Hi, Hi, Hi, as he encouraged 

 a pack of hounds in full chase after 

 another coyote. The line was visible for 

 four or five miles, and from the action 

 of the riders, there must have been at 

 least a dozen animals in the circle. In- 

 deed, several of them could be seen 

 rushing about frantically in the hollow, 

 with little more chance of escape than 

 a jack rabbit in a hole. 



Suddenly the shout of "Forward" was 

 heard along the line. It was the signal 

 they had ridden or driven twenty miles 

 to hear, and away the whole bunch 

 went, helter-skelter, horsemen, wagons, 

 dogs and women, they were getting 



out of it all there was to be had. The 

 dogs seemed to be the only ones left 

 with any sense at all, and attended 

 strictly to business. Several coyotes 

 were caught and killed by the dogs. 



The round-up was over ; eighteen 

 coyotes had been killed. The last animal 

 foiled its would-be captors by squeezing 

 into a badger hole. There some of the 

 longest armed men reached their hands 

 in and could just touch the furry crea- 

 ture, which crowded still farther into 

 the bowels of the earth, thereby sac- 

 rificing its own life. 



Reluctantly the hunters turned from 

 their prey, and then, for the first time, 

 began to feel the pangs of hunger that 

 had been unnoticed until this moment. 

 Then, also, joy of joys, it was discov- 

 ered that the sandwich and hot coffee 

 man had kept up with the procession, 

 and was now jogging leisurely down 

 the slope headed toward the place of 

 round-up. 



