The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-08-11
A CURIOUS MANUSCRIPT.

major was the following:
 One day while roaming with my gun, chanced to go farther than was won't, but when turned to retrace my steps, discovered that was completely be- wildered as to the proper course. l had been dreaming along as l walked, for the leaves, coloring under the touch of the seasons first frost, the bleaching grass, the haze overhead and the softly signing air, all had combined to make me forget my self. walked rapidly in what thought to be home direction, but after an hour had passed, found that was even more confused than at first. Arkansaw was a wild country in those days, so wild that you could sometimes travel for days without seeing human habitation. l began to get excited. Any one who is familiar with life in the woods knows that there is no feeling like becoming excited in d forest. l. Is inexplicable. like the l shaking that sometimes sexes hunter, especially if he be a new one, when a deer approaches. When man in the woods is convinced that he IS lost, he feels an almos, irresistible impulse to run wild. Children have been lost in the woods and in half q days time they are, in some instances. so wild that when found they will bite and scratch and scream. ever if their mothers approach them. Tel. ,his excitement coming on me, and knew ;ha: if did not do some thing to oounteract is intiueace, would go wild. Then reelected how often had been temporarily lost, and how at any other time would have laughed at the idea of running wild. though, that would lire oti my gun, that il might afford some relief looked around and my hair stood on end. My gun was gone. had ita moment ago. thought i fully unused. what could 1 have done with i, :" and threw back my head and howled. Il mus. not encourage such outbreaks" said to myself, for man will go wild even in city if he howls very much;'' and remembered that when was boy. several of my com panions went wild while shouting in ad- miration of circus procession, and that the show men caught them and put them in cages, where they remained, even defying the recognition of their parents. One of the boys was named Luke Horn, and when his father came along and looked at Luke, the boy held out his paw he had paws by that time-and the old gentleman jumped back and exclaimed. why. tha, tevtlish monkey wants 10 take hold of me,
 laushel, <, :hls recollection and got down and snawed a; the loot of a tree. Then ! arose and howled. oouldn :, stand on my hind ice; very long-yes hanged If dlin'; have four feet and :, tail by this time. Tie truth is. had gradually become l wolf. teel that any one who chooses ,o read this manuscript will smile incredulously at this. and pro- duce all kinds of arguments to prove the impossibili,y of man retrograding into wolf; and probably the same man. too. may be believer in the theory of evolu- ton. shall not argue this point though. for in regard to my own experience am certain, while any one who opposes me could only protest without proof. and hence his arguments would be mere as- sertions unsus,alned by single tact.
 had not been fully developed wolf bu, few moments un,i! several other wolves came from the valley below and began 10 sn.t: around me. When sa,is- ned tha, was genuine. they sa, down. whereuron we all began to discuss the advisability of getting something 10 ca, l. was soon decided ;ha, we should go down in;o the valley. where there was a farm well stocked with sheep. The men, ton of sheep made my mouth water. for being wolf, was as hungry as myself We started on our expedition and soon reached the farm. Jus, IS we jumped over the fence to seize the sheep. man sprang from behind stump and fired upon us. A bucksho: wounded one of my hind legs. and after vainly attempting to leap over the fence. fell among a lot of bushes. where lay perfectly still, hoping to escape observation. In this was dis appointed, for the old farmer ran to me thrust his gun between the bushes and aimed at my head. whined piteously and shut my eyes, expecting to be blown into atoms, bu, the farmer did not shoot.
 "l wonder what sort of dog a volt would make" said the farmer, turning to his son. This fellow whines SO that 1 don't want to finish him. He must have