The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1907-08-01
Man-Eating Wolf.

mQu.lQtitik Wutls
Il is generally supposed that the
big timber, vol Of America amounts
to little as a killer OF men when COM
pared with the Siberian cousin, but
thisis not entirely true. Arthur Hem
ing, the author and illustrator Of
Esprit Lake." who has lived much
With the fur hunters oil the Canadian
Northwest, tells the following story
as an illustration OF this TACT:
Several winters ago an old Dog rib
Indian, named Potfghter's-father,
was trapping near Fort Rae on Great
Slave Lake. Being In need OF meat,
he set out to hunt caribou. Although
he had said that he would return TO
camp that night, on the third day
after his departure he was still miss
ing. His family became alarmed,
and notified some neighboring hunt
ers, who set out to trail the old man.
After following his tracks for half q
day, they came suddenly upon the
footprints of an unusually large
wolf which had turned to trail the
hunter. For some miles the brute
had evidently followed close beside
the trail Of Potfghter's-iath
er, diverging at times as though
seeking cover, and then again stalk
ing his prey in the open. One Indian
continued to follow the old mans
trail, while the other followed that OF
the wolf. The great size Of the VOLTS
tracks filed the Indians with anxiety
for the safety OF their friend, and they
hurried on as quickly as possible.
They had not gone far before they
discovered that Pot fghter's.iather
had come upon a herd OF caribou,
and little further on they found ly.
ing on the snow a couple OF caribou
carcasses thaS he had shot. Strange
to say, the animals had not been
skinned. nor had their tongues been
removed. More remarkable still, the
woli-although passing close to them
had not stopped to ieed.. The In
dams now wildly realized their
friends danger, and hurried on all
the faster. Soon they came upon an
other dead caribou, and this time
Pot.fighter's-ia had skinned it,
and had cut out It's tongue; but again
the wolf had refused to touch the
deer. Continuing their pursuit, they
discovered a brush wind, break where
the hunter had evidently stopped to
camp for the night. Now they no.
ticsd that the tracks OF the wolf took
tocover among the scrub. Approach
ing the shelter, they read in the snow
the signs Of q terrible struggling be-
tween man and q wolf.
The hunters gun, snowshoes and
sash containing his knife, rested
against the wind.break, and his ak
stood In the snow where he had been
cutting brush. To the Indians the
snow was like an open book. From
It they read the story Of the long.
drawn fight.
Here the snow told how the great
wolf had leaped upon the back Of the
unsuspecting man while he was car
rying an armiul Of brush, and had
knocked him down. There itsh owed
that the man had grappled with the
brute and rolled 1t over upon its
back. Here the signs showed where
the wolf had broken free; there, where
1t had attacked again; here, where
the two had grappled again and in
their struggle had rolled over and
over. The snow was now strewn
with woli-hair and dyed with blood.
While the dreadful encounter ragged,
the battle ground had kept steadily
shifting nearer to the gun. Just q
couple Of yards away from it lay the
frozen body Of poor old Pot-ighter's-
father.
The Limit Of Life.
The most eminent medical scien-
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