The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-05-03

1 as if rooted to the spot. I walked eau
 tiously up to him and found that he was stone blind and that he held a bit of the
 tail of the young boar in his mouth. My
 bullet had cut the tail off. I took hold
 the blind boar following me trustfully.
 shall never forget my wife's laughter
 when I thus delivered the game right at the kitchen door.
 Such trick could not have been played with a fox. I remember once l when a lot of game was laid out in the lower part of my castle, | saw fine fox,
 and ordered my huntsman to skin him
 at once. Accidentally I entered the room half an hour afterward, and what did see? That rascally fox had only been
 doing what foxes do so often--shamming death-and just as I entered he was in the act of putting his pelt on again, as if he were slipping into an overcoat. We'll l a bullet settled him.
 Foxes remind me of wolves. In Rus 1 sia one winter I was driving a single l horse to a sleigh just outside of St. :, Petersburg Suddenly a gigantic wolf | came up behind us and leaped at me. | threw myself flat. and the wolf, missing | me, fell on the poor horse. Immediately | he began to eat 1t ravenously. He gorged it's hindquarters whole, a fact l which only redoubled the speed of the wretched animal. I ventured to raise my 1 head and saw that he was swallowing
 the rest of the horse.
 T seized the whip and began to lash | him with all my might. He leaped for l ward, the remains of the horse fell from | his jaws, and. of course, left him stick /, ing in the harness I gave him no time 1 to think, but piled the whip madly. Thus
 he went helter skelter until we reached 1 St. Petersburg and flew through the | gates, to the really extreme surprise of everybody.
 "The next wolf met nearly cost me
 my life. I was without weapons and on | foot. The brute jumped at me from a dark thicket and I had just time to see
 his widely opened jaws before he was
 on me. Involuntariy I thrust out my
 arm, and my fist went into the beasts 1 gulet. Once In, I pushed with all my
 might till it was in up to my shoulder.
 "We looked at each other in no amia-
 b1e frame of mind. could see the deter
 imitation in his eyes to jump at my
 throat if I withdrew my arm. From this
 desperate situation there was only one
 way of escape that I could see. I gripped l all I could, and while Monsieur Wolf howled and yelled, I pulled, turned him inside out like a glove, and threw him
 under some bushes, where the gardener found him next morning. Through him
 the city learned of the little affair." as, of
 course. I had not mentioned it.
 'I must confess that I never cared to repeat that procedure When met d
 mad dog in narrow street of St. Peters
 burg soon afterward, did not wait, but
 ran. To expedite my escape threw my
 coat. which he worried till he was killed
 I told my servant to hang the coat in the wardrobe and take 1t to the tailor next day to be cleaned and repaired.
 : "The next morning I was awakened by
 his cries. I sprang out of bed and ran l into the dressing room. where the servant
 was shouting: Herr Baron! Herr Baron! I Your coat has gone madr Correct! My
 coat was pulling all my other garments
 around the floor and tearing them to
 bits. It had hydrophobia! Just as I ar rived 1t seized my evening clothes and began to worry them savagely I ran for my pistol and shot the mad coat Then burned all the other clothes, for fear that they might develop the disease. too
 This happened while I was visiting General Skrbudansky whom you must have met here some years ago. He was