The Mena weekly star., 1897-09-15

in direct pursuit and thus prematurely alarm the brute, give it long start and thus entail upon himself a probably. hopeless stern chase? No; he did some thing far wiser and more effectual. Without giving tongue at all, he started off at full speed up my side of the stream, far enough from the banks brink to prevent the enemy seeing him, and was at the edge of the forest some little time before the encountered wolf could reach it's shelter. Then, con- cealed by impinging bushes and trees, he bounded through and across the creek, hid himself in the brushwood and met the ravenous beast face to face when it came along. Meantime, hear ing me call several of the family came to the door and witnessed what fol- lowed.
 On seeing Carlo, the half-starved wolf did not at once relinquish his prey, but swerved from his course and tried 10 gain the woods at more distant point
 "a fatal mistake on his part, for the dog, nearly as swift as he in any case, was on him before be had gone 100 feet. Then he dropped the lamb and attempted to close with Carlo in death struggle. He might as we'll have tried to close with lightning streak. Every time he made rush at the dog the latter sprang aside, and the instant the wolf turned again he seized it by hind leg, bringing it to the ground, while always avoiding the deadly grips of its fearful ly armed jaws.
 This maneuver was repeated again and again, and, rage as he might, the wolf could neither get away from, nor fasten his fangs on, his persecutor. The result was that my elder brother had time to run up and shoot the beast, which was so wholly preoccuped in the fight as not to notice his approach. l leave the reader to judge whether, in this chase and attack, the noble dog did not exercise what may fairly be called reason?
 Time, pregnant with many of my own and Carlos adventures, passed on; 1 was 12 years old and he, presumably five, was in the zenith of his powers, and had become much heavier than when I first knew him, when he saved my life for the third time, in this wise: One afternoon in October he and 1 were passing through large field wherein were pasturing number of cattle. Among these was a three-year- old bull, which we had always thought quite gentle animal. In fact, 1 had often ridden to and fro on his back
 The evening being chilly, was wear ing at the time one of those camlet cloaks, lined with red flannel, which were very much in vogue for boys in those days. A strong wind was blow ing, and just as we got within about 50 yards of the bull, heavy gust threw one side of the cloak over my shoulder, thus exposing a large expanse of the lining.
 On catching sight of this obnoxious color, the bull changed in one moment from peacefully grazing beast to a maddened monster, and, with hoarse. believing roar, lowered head and up lifted tail, charged furiously upon me.
 There was no shelter-not even a stump or tree near us, and the crazed brute had but 50 yards or so to come. Flight on my part would have been worse than useless, even if l had thought of 1t, which l did not. But, in my mortal fright, 1 did think to gasp: Carlo! Carlol Sick him, Carlol"-a needless command, for, swift as an arrow and fierceiy as an en- ragged tiger, the good dog sprang for ward, not squarely in front of the bull but with a little detour. Then, wheel ing about, he came alongside the beasts shoulder, and deftly seized him by the nose. Now the tables were turned with vengeance. No longer was the bulls deep roar the exultant trumpeting of an assured conqueror; in a second it changed to the pitiful calf-like bleating of a beaten coward as, distracted by pain and fright, be tossed his head aloft in a vain attempt to free himself from the vise-like grasp of those jaws. which would never lei go except at masters bidding or un- til victory was achieved.
 Finding all his efforts of no avail, tine frenzied creature now set off in a mad run, carrying the clinging dor with him and utterly unable to strike the latter with his forefeet.
 Around and around the field wildly careened the interlocked combatants while the other cattle, scared out of their wits at the strange spectacle scampered away, leaving their whilom | lord and master to his fate.
 1 For what seemed to me full half hour and to the bull probably an age of