The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-03-11
The Circle OF Death.
Detroit Free Press

Take your stand here on this bluff
and you can look down upon a spec
tacle as exciting as anything offered In
the days of blood-lhirsty Roman sports.
Stretching away to the west is dip
and hollow and broken ground FOR a
mile. Tnen comes The grand prairie,
sweeping clear to the north fork of
the repub lican be it surrenders t.
the hills.
Did ever human king have a grand
or throne H stands upon a knoll
covered with rich, sweet grass, and
even with the naked eye you can See
the violets and bue-hells and forget
me-nnts peeping between the blades.
1t 10 throne of wild flowers.
len miles away are dozen moving
black specks. They are bufalnes
Nothing else with life in it is neare
The kings domains are rich in food
. and drink, and the lazy sunshine tells
Of peace and harmony.
He stands with head elevated. and
as he slowly turns in his tracks he
sniffs the air for scent ofdanger Who
is our king! A buffalo buIl-na'ure's
nonarch of natures grand patronage
How came he here, alone and de-
prived of compani"nship? Men be-
eeme cvnics and world haters and
shake off all attempts at friendliness
30 with animals THIS monarch is
here to pout and sulk and feel aggrev-
ed and plan for reven-e.
An high above him, with every
foot of ground under your eyes YOU
could zee no danger. His keen see t
warned him of danger, and a wolf
breaks cover not hundred feet away
In manner b. startle you. He seem-
ed to rise from the very earth-not
with bound and yell, but with a
quiet cOelR.ss flat bodies evil.
the bull lowers his head and his
eyes fash at the sight of the enemy
who has cnne TO disturb his reveries.
Compare their size and strength, and
you laugh at the idea of wolf bring
ing h I'm to a buffalo. One blow
from hoof-one toss from the horns
and the wolf would lie crushed and
dead.
Pooh It's an enemy not worth a
second glance the wolf may look
with longing ewes, and lick his Jaws
for a taste of blood, but he is wasting
time. In that grove to the left a
party Q. Indians camped last night.
He had best shamble across The broken
ground and hunt for bones and scraps.
What another AS the quail ris
es from cover, 80 that second woifsud
denly shows himself above the grass.
You cannot say that the beasts even
suspect eaeh others presence. They
are City feet apart, and both sit and
stare at the monarch of the plains.
The bull gives his head toss as he
sights the second arrival. Wolves
hunt in pairs, Here is pair. Moth
ing strange in that.
Yes. rub your eyes to see if they
are clear, and you will find they have
not deceived. Up pops a third,
fourth. fifth and sixth wolfsh head,
followed by a body which is ever
gaunt and lean-ever the synonym of
hunger. One wolf created nothing
beyond monetary surprise; the pair
bred feeling or contempt the six
Of them may bring peril.
And so the monarch evidently rea-
sons. He paws the ground, shakes
his head, and tn low below express
es anxiety as well as defiance He
eouli wheel and rush away, and in IN
hour be feeding with the herd. But
there are pride aid obstinacy All
jealousy to be consulted. No deputa-
ton has come from the herd to coax
and reason with him. and he will do
battle for his life rather than give in.
1t is both man like and brute-like.
What have the six multiplied so
fast just a moment ago we saw
only the ralfd Zen; now there are
MISUNDERSTANDING are rising
form the earth all around him /! The
bull turus as If on pivot. Wolves
to the north-the east-the south
the west. The circle is complete.
Watch him
When a man must die in the pres
ence of his enemies let him die like d
warrior. The monarch knows what
this gathering me ns. He sees the
iolling tongues, and he hears the
gnawing of teeth. There is no help
for him. He must die like a craven
or prove his courage.
Let the head go npl Hear the
roar Of defiance Is there anything
craven In tina, attitude ?