The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-03-17
AN Nv1NcIBLE DOG.
Some of Her Remarkable Fights with
 Wild Beasts.

pressions bulldog tenacity.' bulldog de- termination and the like. yet never fully appreciated the significance of those terms until became acquainted with the history of Old Flora says Howard L. Hill in Outing True. had known mere pups of her kind to playfuIly tussle and bite each other un- til exhausted with their rude sport Then they would withdraw to a shady spot. and good hunoredly lick the blood from one another's wounds. had also known older dogs, when set upon an un- ruly pig or semi-wild boar. to take the animal by the ear and keep their hold. in spite of the swine's most frantic eff forts to escape until the ear was sev- cred. had heard, too. how my grand fathers bulldog. when set upon an .un- ruly steer or heifer, would freeze to the brute's tail and with a powerful twist and yank of his head sever the tail from the body. Thus he detailed most of grandfather's herd before he lost his position as shepherd dog. With these and similar glimpses of bulldog nature I had been accustomed to measure that animals pertinacity until was made familiar with the record of Old Flora.
 "Old Flora was the property of an un- cle of mine, and I venture a homelier specimen of the canine kind never hap pened The markings peculiar to her variety considerably exaggerated; a disproportionately large head with curi ous ears. powerful square jaws and great baggtng chops; no neck; lion shaped body, bespattered by nature with yellow and dirty white patches; short, sturdy limbs; lastly, a tail with slight upward tendency--that is Old Flora.
 Those scars you see about her nose bring to mind a close encounter with a wolf.
 Tt chanced next day that Horace, her master and certain friend were exca- vating a wolf den. A few moments shovelling in the loose soil had carried the work about two feet below the sur face. Then the two hunters paused to rest. Old Flora now began nosing about the den. The scent was intoM- eating. Into the orifice she plunged in, in she squeezed, until only her tail was visible. Nothing but its wagging and flashing gave news as to the battle rag ing below.
 At last the men became impatient. The shovel was piled around the dogs body until strong arms extracted her. her head dripping with blood. Further excavation revealed a large female wolf with skull crushed and head half mas ticated.
 One accustomed to wolves and their ways is aware of the terrible ferocity of female wolf with cubs when thus put to bay in her den. With jaws wide open, displaying wicked fangs. she clos es the narrow entrance to her den. That which dares enter must brave the cer- tain snap of those jaws and fight her face to face But that is what Old F'lo- ra did. and she won.
 Flora later had another adventure with a wolf, more interesting perhaps than this. A neighbor of her master. at this time a resident of Central Min nesota, had been troubled by large gray wolf, This beast was bold enough to do what his kind seldom venture un- less pressed by hunger. In broad day. light, at such hour of the day as his ap- petite prompted, he would sally auda- ciously into the farmers yard, attack ing his fowls and young stock. Many a plump bullet and fieecy lamb were sac rificed to the whim of his taste.
 Tt chanced one day that Old Flora had accompanied her master on a visit to the farmer The two men sat on the veranda, discussing crops, with Old Flora dozing quietly by, when the wolf boldly entered the yard on marauding tour
 At sight or scent of the wolf the dog along her spinal ridge and worries ex- posed. while deep guttural grumblings betokened trouble for the wolf A word from her master and with an ominous growI she challenged the intruder
 Surprised by the dogs sudden ad- vance the wolf hastily withdrew to the open field, when apparently he regained his courage, halted and faced about posed in his most dramatic attitude of wiser for him he would have changed his scenery without argument, for he was not to do battle with common cur of the neighhorhood now.
 With menacing mien Old Flora sauntered out to meet him. Then fol- lowed some cautious manoeuverfng and a lively skirrnish, attended by much growing and gnashing of teeth, before the dog secured her fatal grip upon her opponent. But secure It she did. Her powerful maxniae at length were locked about the wolf's right forward foot-a steel trap could have held it no firmer.
 rolled and tunlbled dog and wolf. first one under and then the other, both en- veloped in a cloud of dust and dried grass. For a distance of thirty rods they rolled and growled and struggled, when the wolf, completely exhausted by the lugging of so heavy clog. fell an easy victim to the dogs cruel jaws.
 "One day Old Flora followed the heels of her master and his friend as they strolled across a pasture lot A vicious bull made a rush at the intruders. The old dog hurled herself straight at the head of her antagonist The two oppos- ing forces met in a storm of ugly, beast ly sounds. and those terrible canines soon found their fatal hold in the sensi- tive nose of the bull.
 Such a contest of beastly strength and blood and carnage now ensued as would have inspired the ancient Roman