The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-03-12

expects every minute to be thrown
over a precipice, and mixed up with
dead horses. Dad touched the driver
once on the coat-tail and told him not
to hurry so COMPOUNDED fast, and the
driver thought he was complaining
because il was too slow, and he gave
a Comanche yell, and threw the lines
into the air. and the horses just ske-
daddled, and run into a snow bank
and tipped over the sledge, and piled
us out on top of dad, but dad only
said: This is getting good"
We righted up and dad wanted to
know where all the pups came from
that we passed. l had been throwing
out pieces of meat into the road for
mile or so, and the dogs were having
picnic. II was getting pretty dark
by this time. and we started back to
town. and l threw out my liver, fas-
tened TO the rope, and the Chicago
man. who had given the driver drink
of volka when we tipped over. told him
in Russian that when thea dogs began
10 follow us to get hold of the liver to
yell wolves" and give the team the
rein, for fiVe-mile, run, and vel al
the time, because we wanted TO give
the old gentleman good time.
Well, uncle, I would have given any
thing if you could have seen dad when
the dogs began to chase that liver, and
bark, and fight each other. The driver
yelled something in Russian, and
pointed back with his whip. the Chi
cago man said: My God, we are pur-
sued by a pack of ravenous wolves,
and there is no hope for us" and | be-
San to cry, and implored dad, if he
loved me, to save me. Dad stood up in
the sledge and looked back. and saw
the wolves, and he was scared, but he
said the only thing to do was to throw
something overheard for them to be
chewing on while we got away, but
he sat down and pulled robe over his
head and his lips were moving. but do
not know whom ne was addressing.
The Chicago man touched off a cou-
pie of cannon firecra ckerS behind the
sledge. but that only kept the dogs
! back for a minute, and dad said prob
ably the best thing to do was to throw
me overheard, and let them eat me,
and 1 said: Nay, nay, Pauline" and
then 7 think dad tainted away, for he
never peeped again until the team had
run away a lot more, and 1 cut the
/ liver rope, and when we got into the
suburbs of St. Petersburg the dogs
had overtaxen the liver and We're
/ fighting over 1t.
The driver had to pull up his
! horses as we struck the town, and dad
must have got Whit off the driver s
( vodka, because he come TO, and we
/ got to the hotel all right, and 1 thought
| the ride and the excitement did him
| good. and he wanted to buy a gun and
! go out wolf hunting the next day, but
! our tickets were bought, and We shall
/ get out of this terrible country tomOr-
row.
Dad woke me UP in the night and
| wanted 20 know if / saw him when he
| pulled his Knife and wanted TO get out
| and fight the pack of wolves single
/ handed. I am not much of ii liar, but
! told him / remembered it well, and it
| demonstrated TO me that he was as
| brave a man as the ear. "the Little
| Jack Rabbit as his people call him
Well. thanks TO my wolf hunt, dad
| is all right again, and now we shall
go to some country where there is
! peace. I don't know where we viii find
| it, but If such a country exists, your
| little Henry Will catch on, If dad s
| money holds out. Yours. covered with
gore. HENNERf.
Copyright, 1905, by Joseph B. Bowles.