St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-07-20
A Merry YOUTH.
His Encounter With Big Wolf on
Rice Creek, Flor
ida.
A Texas Girls Adventure With
Wildcats In
Texas.
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How the Cheetah Is Taught to
Bring Down ~
Game. ~

Palatka ella. )Cor st. Louis Globe Dem crat
Hennes5ey Brown, living several
miles south of here on Rice creek,
brought in this morning the body of a
huge gray wolf, the first that has beeu
killed in this section for many years.
Browns son Will, a lad Of twelve,
brought the wolf down, and the young
ster, according to his father. had good
time at it. While out with his young
dog day before yesterday, and while not
over half mile from the house, the
wolf sprang out upon him. The boy
had his light shotgun with him and a
small Ratchet that he intended getting
palmetto buds with.
The big wolf, when he sprang out
upon the boy, howled dismaily. The
quick-witted lad jumped off to one side,
and, drawing his gun up. fired at the
animal, sending load of light shot into
its pelt. This simply Infatuated the
brute, and it sprang again for the boy.
The dog meanwhile ran up to the wolf
and began swapping at his heels. The
latter turned quick as lightning and,
with one snap, had the yellow puppy
under him.
The boy, aroused to madness at the
peril of his pet dog, crowded in another
cartridge, and, rushing up to the two
struggling animals. tried to fire at the
wolf.
The latter, seeing his new antagonist.
sprang at him, and. Selling him by the
shoulder. brought him to the ground.
They fell in heap, the lad retaining
hold of his gun. The wolf began chew
ing at his shoulder viciously, int1icting
severe wounds. Willie caught hold Of
his Ratchet that lay near him, and, by
a left-handed blow, struck the wolf a
crusher over the nose. binding him in
one eye. This he repeated as we'll as he
could, and the wolf jumped away with
a snarl of concentrated rage and anger.
Rising, the lad seized his gun, which
had been knocked from his grasp, and
aimed at the animals open jaws.
He fired, and with howl of
pain the wolf jumped at him, its
open mouth foamiEg with blood and
froth- Willie sprang to one side, and,
as the beast came up, hit it with the
natchet, nearly severing one leg. Over
rolled the wolf, foaming and crashing
it's teeth with fury. The dog, though
severely bit, sprang at its PROSTATE foe,
but one toss from the big brute and it
was flung off a dozen feet.
AS the wolf rose up Willie ran back
ward, and, seeing young scrub oak in
his path, rapidly elm bed it, just in time
to escape the VOLTS fangs. Rapidly
loading his gun, he poured another
charge of heavy shot into its tawny
hide. and had the satisfaction of seeing
it roll over in it's death throes. To be
sure of his game. he gave it another
dose before venturing down.
He then descended and ran home and
told his father of his fight. his torn
clothes and the blood streaming from
his Iacerated shoulder bearing witness
to his heroic endurance. The wolf was
huge one. large as a big Newfoundland
dog, and its thin sides showed that hum
ger had forced it from the swamps.
Brown had missed several cattle before
this, and he rightly concluded that the
dead beast was the cause. Willie is the
hero of the neighborhood. and his father
rewarded him by the present Of fine
double barreled shotgun.