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Quadrupeds, 



make excellent robes and caps, but the adult hides are almost too hairy 

 for any purpose of that sort. The tails are made into fly-flappers 

 similar to those obtained from the same part of the buffalo. 



Mountain Goat (Aplocerus montamis). Is found throughout all the 

 mountain ranges of this district to within a short distance of the Polar 

 Sea, if, indeed, it does not reach it. It is a larger animal than the 

 domestic goat, which it resembles only in name and in having a beard. 

 It is covered with long and rather brittle white hairs, beneath which a 

 coat of very fine white curly wool lies close to the skin. The flesh, 

 though rank, is fat and tender, and is much relished by the Mountain 

 Indians, who also make robes, clothing and leather from the hide. 

 Curious dog-sleds are manufactured out of the skin covering the shank 

 bones, by sewing numbers of the pieces together with the hair outside, 

 which slides well over the snow. 



B. R. Ross. 



[It is most cheering 1 to observe the interest awakened among our fellow subjects in 

 Canada on the economic uses of these animals : the present is the second paper on this 

 topic— E. N.~\ 



The Wolf-Days of Ireland. — My father, whose youth was spent in Ireland, and 

 who died twenty-one years ago, at the age of seventy-four, could tell many very inter- 

 esting anecdotes (related to himself by uncles and aunts on his mother's side) connected 

 with the ravages of wolves in that country, in the days when these animals were very 

 formidable there. Some of these accounts are but indistinctly remembered by me ; 

 but it was a source of wonder and amusement in early childhood to hear them told by 

 my dear father on a winter's evening. There are one or two very clearly impressed on 

 my memory; and, as the race is now extinct in the British islands, it may possibly 

 interest the present and coming generations to have them recorded. An ancestor of 

 my father's family led the humble yet pleasant life of a woodcutter, living in a little 

 habitation at some distance from the scene of his labours. He possessed one of those 

 noble and beautiful animals, now also nearly or quite extinct, the Irish wolf-dog, — 

 Turnbull by name, — an almost necessary protection in that day, when a thickly-wooded 

 country afforded abundant shelter for these ferocious masters of the forest, which, even 

 singly, would attack men, and sometimes visit the cottages, and watch their opportu- 

 nity to carry off young children. Malone (for that I believe was the man's name) 

 went out to his work one day incautiously unprotected by his faithful dog. He worked 

 later than usual that evening, and towards the close of his day's labour, when he had 

 bound up many fagots of fallen wood, a large and savage wolf issued from the thicker 

 part of the forest and made directly towards him, seeing, no doubt, that he was unarmed 

 and alone. Malone immediately pulled one of the thickest stakes from a bundle of 

 wood and prepared to make the best defence in his power, warding off the attacks of 

 the furious brute, and walking backwards towards home, well knowing that to turn 

 his back to the enemy would be immediately fatal. He also bethought himself that 



