Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1893-08-30

"Speaking," said Jackson Peters, 'of the
| Ingenuity Of mrh--I just spoke of IL my
self" he explained hastily as he eyed
Jones. Speaking off,
Pardon me, Jackson. one moment.
| please before We listen 20 your fascinating
narrative" l. Ike in Jones. with great
| suavity. ~ ccugs To me that you may
he descendant of that historic man who
had but one stOry, q long gun story. You
Remember be Used 20 bring his fist down
on the table ..fter dinner with a terrific
bang and then remark; Il declare, sounds
Ike gun, doesn't iti Oh, by the way,
speaking of guns, and then he would reel
| off his gun story for the next 80 minutes
Fathers or mothers side, Jacksonf"
You are in uncommonly high spirits.
| JONES'" replied jackson Peters. Perhaps
| we are to be favored tonight with the exact
facts In regard 10 your encounter with the
blue racer, having taken month since you
| promised IL 10 construct them. My refer
ence to tho ii,cnuity Of man was legiti
| mate and wi,, prompted by the subtlety of
| the waiter IN whsSing away an imaginary
| fly with his napkin In the hope of aug
menting his ip. From that | was about
to tell Of a Texas horse thief had Just
| read OF. who 10 years ago had the operation
OF tracheotonly performed on himself and
q silver tube inserted through which he
| could breathe He has been lynched 23
times since that, but az the rope always
| comes above the tube"-
The young man was interrupted by
CHEEKY laugh from Jones. Really" broke
In this individual, that was an ingenious
idea. Do you know. jackson. believe you
come of clever family"
THANK You, Jones"
4 1. n.
as soon as ] gathered that the fellow was
another uncle of yours that he'd do some
thing bright but ! was hardly prepared
for this. Friends have In the past been 30
| kind as to say tlat am myself ingenious
| IN getting out of difficulty, but never rose
to anything Ike that. remember a little
brush had with wolves In northern Wis
| consin before the war. The wolves there
were OF the larse timber variety, and it be-
ing hard winter they were constantly
| hungry"
"But, jones'" interposed Robinson.
somebody mentioned the blue racer story"
Not tonight, Robinson; not tonight i
have got TO look up certain facts and fig
ures which noted In my diary at the time
before ! can trust myself with that.
| would not deceive you about that blue racer
| for anything IN the world. There are al
ways temptations in blue racer story
which l must guard against. Those wolves,
repeat, seemed always to have gnawing
sensation in the stomach. They were fierce
and dangerous and would readily attack a
man even when there were no more than
two or three OF them together. One day In
January was going from Ojibway City to
Pomme de Terre river on foot, accompanied
only by my dog, which was named Bones,
80. I.tn No.x g. Al IL. IL
He was good dog, but he had read some
where that discretion Is the better part of
valor.
Bones was not dog that would ever
| go about the country asking folks In his
poor, dumb way where he could probably
| find a large pack of wolves. II q wolf ever
succeeded In meeting Bones. he had to
bring good letters Of introduction from
mutual friends When about Is miles from
Pomme de Tere, noticed that Bones was
becoming uneasy. Five minutes later I
observed that he was wearing the hair on
his back pompadour. / suspected wolves,
and was right. They soon came up, not
10 yards behind. There was at least 100 of
them-large, gaunt, hungry savage wolves.
Their fierce howls reverberated through the
startled forests like the diabolical shrieks
Of frenzied demons In torment. / saw that
| q hand to hand contest with them was out
Of the question. Flight was my only hope.
Picking up Bones by the nape Of the neck,
tucked him under my arm and started.
"For 40 minutes, gentlemen, I ran like a
cat In dog show. suppose covered 10
miles, notwithstanding that the snow was
deep In some places and In others the un-
| derbrush interfered. The wolves kept close
behind. When / turned my head, could
feel their hot, venomous breath ON my
cheek. They leaped up and nipped at the
tail Of poor Bones, which was waving and
tossing behind on the terrific wind which
my fight engendered like the plume of q
knight Of old going into battle. Their
howl, weird and hideous as the sinking wall
Of 10, 600 lost souls, shook the pine needles
from the trees and tore the nerves Of the
unfortunate Bones in a way which was
painful to see.
"At the end of 10 miles began to tire.
A large spruce tree stood In my path, and I
climbed it, Perching myself on lower
limb some so feet from the ground and ty-
ing Bones I'm place on another with bit Of
string, looked down on the angry, surg
ing sea of wolves below. felt safe and lie
my pipe and gave my dog ham bone which
/ had in my pocket. But soon, to my sur
prise, the wolves began most extraordinary
tactics-nothing less, gentlemen. than
gnawing down the tree. One hundred sets
of ravenous fangs tore and bit the trunk. I
saw that the tree could not stand half an
hour. knocked the ashes out Of my pipe
and began to look ut the situation serious
ly. noticed on the branches about me
chunks OF raw spruce gum about the size
of my fist. Taking my pocketkDife, pried
one off and dropped IL to awolf below. He
snapped HIS jaws upon 1t with famished
greed. He never opened them again, the
resinous mass holding them firm as a wise
At the end of 20 minutes had the Jaws
of every wolf welded together past all hope
of opening. then descended with Bones.
who now barked savagely aud attacked the
wolves with great spirit. With his assist
ance drove tine baflled, helpless creatures
to Pomme dc Terre like a flock of sheep.
There was at that time $40 bounty on
wolves. We rounded them up in the court
house yard, and I drew $1,000 from the
county treasurer, after which repaired to
the lie Grand Monarque hotel and ordered
supper, not forgetting to bespeak the lar
gest soup bone In town for my trusty dog.
returned to Ojibway City the next day, but
paw no wolves. That is all, gentlemen.
Pardon the tameness Of my narrative
ooubt not our time might have been better
Employed" +.
"Jones," said jackson Peters, you TO
Ased to tell US the blue racer story because