Arizona weekly citizen., 1892-05-21

NtlIc OsiS NilJSE bGLOrc. IuCIO l five actors in the scene, two hunters, d
 moose cow and calf and a big wolf. The plot shows the wolf wanted the , calf, to which the mother objected, ! while the hunters wanted everything in sight, wolf, COW and calf. The hunt
 CTS, though separated, were yet close
 enough to communicate without alarm
 ing the animals, so engrossed were
 they with each other, but the timber
 was such that one hunter saw only the
 wolf, the other only the cow and calf,
 and neither knew of the others in-
 H---"-e *'-- hut snnnnsed they were stalk
 ing common game. Alter some sefa .
 egy they were ready to fire, when the
 moose-hunter whispered to the wolf
 hunter to take the ''little one, !" the lat
 ter thinking. of course, he saw only one
 of several wolves, as they nearly always
 run In packs. The guns went of at
 command, both killing their game. but
 the moose-hunter seeing the calf run
 away, the resulting conversation was
 about as follows, at least the non-sec-
 tartan part of it: You've missed the
 calf, the best meat of the two" That's
 the first time ever knew a wolf ever
 had a calf or that wolf meat was worth
 eating, but-here the moose calf came
 circling back to it's dead mother-what
 in the name of Holy Hairpins is that?''
 the answer to which was a shot from
 his companions Winchester, mortally
 wounding the calf, that went stag gering backwards pursued by the
 moOSe-hunter, who nearly stepped
 on the wolf before he saw it, and who.
 thinking it was about to spring, went
 mp into the air with a yell that would
 have done credit to an Apache. It
 took some time to straighten out the
 plot, even to the actors, or at least
 those that were left of them. I have
 spoken of one petty sub-chief from
 lower on the river who disdainfullv re-
 fused to pack for the party. David and
 Peter knew him well and told a good
 story on him. He was often insolent
 in his dealings with the miners and
 this class of people generally resent
 this, so when To, the poor Indian, inti-
 mated that miner had fractured the
 truth, the knight of the pick and pan pummeled him and ended by tossing
 him into the river. The average Amer jean miner is one of the biggest-hearted
 men living and when he has got a foe
 beaten, one of the most forgiving; so
 To was almost instantly pulled out by
 his once irate enemy and all unfriendli- ness patched up. Next day, however,
 To put in an appearance with a fine moose ham, but the white mar could
 not understand what for, so sending for an interpreter he got the following explanation: He say he want to give you this moose for saving his life yes terday when you pull him out of river" It need never be said that the Indian is wholly without gratitude July we bought our provisions and undertook the difficult task of giving each Indian about sixty pounds and trying to convince him that his fellows had a hundred: nothing less pleased them. We got nine dogs for the trip and set squaws to work fixing their pack-saddles. These are two to hree- gallon pouches, one on each side. with lashings and bands to fasten them to the somewhat mobile skin of the dogs back. These native dogs are half starved in the summer and the other half is low diet. Every thing eatable must be kept away from them, so near each village or camp one will see the lower branches of a tree utilized as caches IT provisions, skin clothing, and SO on. ( UT first soHcitude as to our new pack animals was to feed them. but any attempt to fill them up was like the proverbial pouring oi water down rat-hOle. The Indians around camp were constantly singing, or better speaking, humming some tune, and most of these could be traced di- l rectly to the common favorites of | miners and traders, such as 1.-The |