The Saint Paul globe., 1904-01-24

<<ez1o HEN we fired our yoiley of buck
"TUV shot Il while ago at Il little tom
tit / was thinking of Il week l
once spent in New Mexico, near the head
waters of the Pecos river" said the hun
ter who was tramping the Kankakee
marshes for snipe and marsh birds THAT
was only two years ago, and have every
reason to believe that the same conditions
still hold good.
When You start out on a sporting trip
there you never know just what you're
hunting until you meet your game. 1t
may be bear, it may be antelope. or deer,
or panther. or it may be rattlesnakes and
Indians. The week l spent out there
came near including all of them.
Il was spending some time looking over
the country on the upper Pecos. One day
1 expressed a desire to go out on Il week s
hunting trip. and the superintendent of
the ranch detailed two vaqueros to go
with me.
1--WE set out one morning and Travelled
all day up into the mountains without
seeing a thing bigger than ground squir-
rel. and 1 was beginning to think there
wasn't much game in the country.
Awoke In the Night.
THAT night we camped beside pool
in dry creek bed, and 1 went to sleep
in my blanket Just what woke me 1
don't know. but 1 remember dreaming
that l heard the walls of the lost souls
from the bottomless pit. / awoke grad
ually, and even then the long, agoniZing
yells continued. Then / sat up with a
staff, fully awake.
The fire was pretty low, but both In
dams, Juan and Leon, were alternately
piling on more brush and blowing the
Goals with Il nervous haste unusual to the
Indian temperament. The horses had
10th IL hrrf TO. f,.an md
now they We're plunging and neighing
| and. tugging at their halters In frenzied
panic.
..At first I thought it was the neighing
and efforts of the horses to free them
selves that had awakened me, but sudden
~, above the noise. came the same un-
earthly racket that l had taken for the
walls of lost souls In my dreamS-a tre-
mendous chorus that rose and fell like
the cries OF a mob.
Il Jumped to my feet. and my body
was covered with goeseiiesh. The whole
camp was circied by wolves, and as my
eyes got used to the dark could see
| them daring each other to rush in. now
saw why the two vaqueros were working
| so frantically at the fire.
| Suddenly there was a wild scream
from one of the horses and a mixup of
| fierce snarl A husky wolf had fastened
| himself to my horses headquarters.
Bazed Away With Six-Shooters.
| Leon and Juan jumped up and began
blazing away W1th-thelr SiX-ShooterS- For
tunately the fire leaped up good lust then,
and we could distinctly see the horses and
| the snarfing wolves about them. The fire
and the shooting drove the wolves off
| again.
| The brush was burning brislxly by this
| time but there was no more fuel that
would burn on our side Of the wolves. II
| was about fifty yards to where the dried
| brush was. up the river bank. But those
| two Indians proved worthy Of their race.
| Leon picked up a blazing brand and
| made a dash up the bank. Juan peltine
| along just after and firing two six-shoot-
| tered like chickens. and they reached the
| brush in safety. Then, while Leon held
/! the blazing brush up before him and
! fire, which was cracking briskiy within
| few minutes.
Meanwhile was tending the camp fire