Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-11-24
WESTERN WILD HORSES
FIERCEST ANIMALS FRONTIERS
MEN HAVE TO FIGHT.
They Display Surprising Amount of
Savagery and Endurance
Carnivorous in Taste.

| From the Chicago Chronicle.
Hunting wild horses is great sport"' ex-
claimed the man who walked into the coun-
| Gil committee room, writes a. lover Of the
weird, and asked for Alderman John Con-
| lon. He threw down a gun and horses
| tail.
I'm Eastman-Otto Eastman, from
Salina, Kan. I've come to visit John-he's
my third cousin"
| But what's that you said about horses?'
asked Mr. Allen, looking at the horsetail in
| Amusement.
'Ah yes-horses-Tve been out at Pinto,
Utah, hunting wild horses; my, but it's
! exciting-beats buffalo shooting
| But you don't shoot them, do your
asked the dumfounded committee clerk.
! Bet yer Hfe-these are sure enough
| wild horses. Attack you, bite. kick and
| fight like tigers. Long, woolly hair. great
| yellow teeth and stronger than any two
domesticated beasts in America except eie-
| plants.
| They Are Fond of Mutton.
| you see. it's this way: was with lot
of irrigation experts looking over the coun
| try with a view to establishing a system of
| reservoirs not far from the Santa Clara
| river when the natives got up a crowd to
! wipe out wild horses. The beasts, some Of
| them, never saw a man, and those that
| have are wild mountain lions. They eat
| flesh, too in winter, when grass is scarce,
and the sheep their best prey. For a
| long time the ranchmen thought gray
| wolves were killing their sheep, but the
| carcasses were never left almost whole by
wolves. The horses drink the blood and
| quit. There aren't any mountain lions in
| that sectional least not enough to make
| any trouble. and until six months ago it
| was not known that wild horses were kill
! ing the sheep.
Then the men. declared war on the
| beasts. 1t isn't often one can get glimpse
of the horses; they have a keen scent and
| run up wind like the deer. In spyglass
range is close as any one often gets.
| But this isn't telling about the hunting
| The folks organized a sort of vigilance
committee to wipe out the critters and in
vited us to go along. There were twenty
in the party. and all well mounted. The
night before started there was two
| inches of snow on the ground. and Cal
| Hayden the ranchman were stopping
with wanted to watch for horses. / stayed
out with him until midnight, when we heard
a snort at the gate of the corral, which we
| had left open.
! In the moonlight we saw a small mus
] tang with name and tail dragging the
| ground He trotted into the corral among
| the frightened. scampering sheep, threw up
| his head. Snuffed and reared up in the air.
| When he came down with both fore paws
| like stamp mill, one of the Ramboulet
| ewes was under him With a vicious snort
! he grasped the eve with his jaw over the
| back of her neck and her bleat of anguish
| impressed on Hayden and me terrible pain.
| Pop. went Haydens rife; the shaggy
| mustang reared again and ran out of the
| corral. Keeling over the tableland for
| about 200 yards, he fell and died.
A Hunt for the Mays.
| Next morning We inspected the carcass
| more closely and found it a genuine curios-
! ity. The mustang was nut brown, with
| hair two inches long. kinked and crumpled
| by burrs and cacti his hoofs were wide and
cracked by running over the rocks. Judg-
ing by his teeth, he was about fifteen years
old; they were yellow and lined black as
| if to crack and very dull.
"Well, that day We rode eighteen miles
| before we caught a glimpse of the first
bunch of horses, although saw hoof-
| tracks in plenty on the sandy parts of the
| soil.
Away in the northwest, toward the
| mouth of the Santa Clara. We saw about
! forty or fifty mustangs galloping away like
| the wind. They had seen us before We got
| sight of them and were going up wind.
! THE only thing for to do was to mill
| on EN-. We split, circled around. Travelled
| about nine miles and met again. finally get
| ting down wind of them, 80 we could get
| closer. We were within 100 yards before
| the horses discovered us, but five of the
| party who were in the lead, got shots at
| the bunch. One horse fell dead a door
nail and three others were brought down,
so we could dispatch them in short order.
| Two of the dead mustangs had bits OF
| wool between their teeth One of them had
a cout of blood on his hip, but we never
| could figure out where it came from,
there were no marks, unless he slipped
| down on dead sheep.
They Fought Fiercely.
well, we found horses-wild ones-twice
more and had much thrilling excitement.
We tried to trail the bunch we had Just
started but our mounts getting little
| tagged and as we hadn't yet got another