Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1891-01-29
TREEO BY WOLVES.
A story of IA Winters Adventure in the
Dominion of Canada.
[soecia Correspondence

Is peciA Correspondence.
MONTREAL, Jan. lit was not so very
long ago that | Joined winter hunting
party in Canada We were after cariboo
and deer, with the chance of getting
| IA shot at the finest game in the
backwoods OF the Province of Quebec
the moose. Our line of march on
| snowshOes was TO the northeast from
Sherbrooke, Canada and we plunged into
| woods which were practically unknown to
| all except the lumbermen. 1t was nv turn
| to he camp keeper one day, and after doing
| all the work | took my rife and started
ont. meaning to be gone about two hours
Crossing the little lake, / struck a fresh
trail of deer On the other side, and about 4
O'Clock | had young buck down in the
snow with his throat cut. | dressed him
took off hind leg. slung the rest of the
| meat up in tree, and started home about
| half-past 5.
had travelled good deal farther from
camp than / had intended and the night
fell when was about five miles away. 1t
| was about half-past when | heard the
first wolf howl. The winter had been an
| unusually hard one, and the wolves were
out in force and very hungry. These
Canadian wolves are not particularly
| dangerous if you meet them singly, but in
packs they VIII, if they smell meat, attack
you without much hesitation during the
| night. In daylight they are afraid
knew / had no chance to gather wood and
keep up circle of fires, consequently
looked about for IA tree, made bundle of
my rife, snOvshOes and the meat fastened
TO it the end of my long sash, and. swing
| ing myself W, drew the bundle after me.
It WAS not long before the wolves, four
| tpar of tbaro corna IDpip,, n, = .,..,;I
| and stopped at my tree At first they tried
to jump up, but failing in this they sat
| around on their launches or walked
| around. They were about the size of New
| foundland dogs, of dark gray color ana
rather short haired. They howled in the
| most dismal fashion one can imagine.
was safe enough. They could not reach
| me. and as | was tied TO the tree with my
sash could not fall out if | went to sleep
Nor was / in any danger of freezing to
| death, for there was not a particle of wind,
and the cold was about zero | was rather
hungry, and | tried unsuccessfully to eat
| strip of raw venison, but | could not
manage it wit hout salt.
| shot two of the beasts, but the only eff
feet was to drive them off behind the trees,
where l could not see them had heard
that wolves would eat each other, but these
| WIVES uiu HDI. Oh Gne contrary, Wnen
| one was wounded the others ran from him
| 1t was mighty long night. At times I
dozed off until the cold walked me up, when
| took TO climbing about my tree or swing
ing down and climbing up again TO get
warm. Wherever did this howls and a
rush showed the beasts were alert When
daylight came was glad enough to see it,
and / started along the trail and reached
camp with M venison in time for break
| fast. And wasn't that breakfast with the
hot coffee and the fried venison good. We
went out dua.ng the day for the rest of the
venison and brought in one of the wolf
skins. but weslw no more wolves, although
we heard them often enough, during that
trip. Alb.