The Arizona sentinel., 1888-05-19
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How Sheep Really and Truly Chased a
 WoIf-A Funny Sight.

How Sheep Really and Truly Chased woIf-A Funny Sight.
 Did you ever hear of sheep chasing wolf? No. don't mean wolf ehas- ing a sheep. Of course you have heard of that; but did you ever hear of sheep which really and truly chased a wolf?
 No. it isn't an allegory, nor fairy story. and it hasn't any special moral The only moral is that it is true.
 We'll, 1 went one fall to stay with a friend in Canada. My friend had a farm called Swamscot, near Collingwood, little town at the head of Lake Super for, the station whence the steamers start for their trip through the lake and to the far Northwest.
 There was quite number of wolves in that region when my friend first went there to live; but he had num- Der of dogs on the farm, and some of them were very fierce and strong; so, after few years, during which the dogs and the wolves often met, the wolves found 1t was hardly worth their while to pay visit to Mir. Noble-who was the owner of Swampscot Farm because one of those dogs would un- doubtedly be disagreeable enough to bark at them, and then in moment the whole pack would come tumbling out, and the boys would run helter- skelter to see the fun, and away would chn hallooing and barking at his heels that he would think the end of the world was at hand. And very often indeed it was, so far as he was concerned, and he might consider himself lucky if he could reach the safe shelter of the big woods which came down to the edge of MT. Noble's clearing. For more than once it happened that old fowler came sauntering back to the house with grim look, which said just as plainly as if he could talk, "There's another of those rascals out of the way" And soon the boys would come running in. with the wolf's head to nail up on the barn-door; and that was the conclusion of his little visit to Swampscot
 So you see, it didn't pay the wolves to come and see us on ordinary occa- sions. Only when the little newborn lambs were out in the fields with their mothers, would a wolf now and then find an opportunity to snap up one of the babies and carry it off to his family in the forest
 Oh, you thought I was only in fun, did you, and that l meant to tell you about a wolf chasing a sheep, after all? Just wait a moment till tell my story. So far I have written only what the story-book people call an introductory chapter.
 Now, the year was at Swampscot it happened that MT. Noble's little daughter Annie, dear little girl with rosy cheeks and curly yellow locks. took great fancy to have one of the lambs for pet. So her father had one of the little, white, fluffy baby-lambs brought into the house, and Annie used to feed it and carry it about in her arms as if it were little toy-ani- nal.
 However, the lamb soon grew too heavy to be carried around by so small a girl, and before summer had well begun it was trotting about everywhere after Annie, like Mary's little lamb in that poem which some of you may have heard.
 All the dogs were pets of Annie's, as indeed were all the animals in the farm-yard; and at first, when she took her baby sheep out in the yard, the dogs did not know what to make of it. They wag- ged their tails and parked "how-do- you-do" to Annie's new friend; but the poor little lambkin did not under stand the dog-language at all, and ran frightened to Annie, and hid its little head in her dress.
 It was not long, however, before the doos and the lamb were on excellent terms. They seemed all at once to be- come great friends, and when the lamb was almost full-grown sheep it often forsook even Annie for the company of its new companions, and ran about everywhere with the dogs. MT. Noble declared that he once heard the sheep trying to bark. but 1 am inclined to