The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1888-05-18
Fishing for Wolves.

1t was their fourth day in camp and
they had not been disturbed by anything
unusual, but the night following the
shooting of the deer was made dreadfully
apprehensive by the bowling Of what
seemed to them at least half a hundred
half famiShed wolves. They seemed to
be concentrating toward a given point,
and that was the spot where they had
bled the buck. Their quick instincts
did not deceive them. The voracious
whelps came down from the woods in
swarms, and their terrific snarlings and
yelpings sent terror 10 the hearts OF these
three poor landlubber Irishmen. The
weather being only moderately cold they
had neglected to get together only a
small amount of wood for their camp
fires There is nothing wolves are so
afraid Of as a blazing fire, and no matter
how hungry they may be a pack will not
attack camp when it is well lighted up
on two or three sides of it. Hence eN-
perienced woodsmen always have in
camp a good supply Of pitch wood TO be
used as necessity may require. Our
Young Irishmen had neglected this pre-
caution, while fortunately they had q
large supply Of ammunition, and what
10 them was more fortunate still they
had with them some hooks used by
trappers Of foxes. coons and other small
game, as clogs to prevent them from
making away with the traps. They had
also a long and very tough rope. Dennis
McGinty had suggested taking along
these hooks as possibly useful IN fishing.
I III q lru
welded together, making tripod, with
an iron ring into which could be
attached a chain or rope, as the case
seemed to require So when the
wolves entered the camp, Patrick Ryan
said to Dennis ''Dinnis. me boy, if you
ave no objection I'll jist troy and kitch
one o. them varmintS WI one o. your
new-fangled fishin-ho0ks. III jist troy
trollin on the land, av You PLACE" So,
taking out his pocket knife, he cut out
a liberal hunk of a outlet from the
/ haunch of the buck, and, after tying 1t
securely to the triple hook, aimed 1t at
what appeared TO be the centre Of the
pack. having first securely fastened the
I line to sapling which stood at the camp
door. In far les time than it requires
me to tell the story the swaying ef the
bush told what was going on at the
I other end of the line "Begorra," says
/ Pat. we've got a bite. Now, all hands
togither and well haul in the catch
All togither; he-o no he-o oh he-o
I But don't he back water, tho'l He-o no
/ We gain on him All together; but he's
comm. How'd on. be iabbers. What
shall VIC do wi him when we get him
in = Then the wit of Laiferty came IN
pat, as it always did on a pinch SAYS
he: when we git i'm up SOS the light
will show me where to lodge a ball in
the baste's profile I'll do for i'm, Just
pull in, bys, till you git i'm forninst
the light and I'll show i'm how not to
attempt to capture Paddy camp in time
of profound peace, when theirs been no
declaration of war. He-o, no. he-oi
There he comes, and such terror of
noises as came from the throat Of that
captured wolf sent CONSERVATION to the
whole camp. But Latferty WAS good
shot and soon the trusty rifle had done
its work and the terrible beast lay dead
at their feet. They were so well pleased
with upland fishing that they kept at 1t
all night, and by daylight next morning
they had a pile of nineteen wolves
stacked in front Of their camp. Ctere-
land Leader.