The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1911-01-22

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for more feared it would start an
uprising when | quoted the age OF
his supper, but he'd have stood
anything from that animal
Really, Mr.. Fits, you're not fool
ing u.s." broke in lardine.
The distressed loog of the nara
tor was answer.
Il don't blame YOU he said sad
ly, but I'm rather sensitive and
you'll pardon me if | don't finish.
They laid OBTAINING hands on him
and he was forced back.
Mrs. Hatfield blighted the sceptic
with glance please continue, Mr..
Fits" she begged.
His looks were effusive of thanks
as he resumed
1T was so late now that | knew
winter would soon shut us in.
Piney,' says /, if this meat was
in Frisco, we could sell it for 50 a
pound, 10000 ton, or $4,000, out
side of the skin and bones. Imagine
the fad we conld inaugurate by ad-
vertsing Prehistoric supports for
theater parties Wouldn't menu be
a hit with this: Fresh 1900 b. c,
Spring Mammoth wi;n DumplinSs.
He seemed struck with the idee,
"'Now,' said l. you get back to
Seattle and charter cold storage
boat while | guard the slesh
"A week after Coffe left it began
to snow
I'm ten days the cave was drifted
over, and our pet began Going time
again. 1t was terrible winter cold
and bitter, and there was but little
game in the hills, which forced me
to rustic hard for grub. | didn't
want to eat our Mammoth at s. a
pound. when | could kill fresh meat.
AS spring approached, | noted
constantly increasing wolf signs ON
the hills. The tracks were every
where, and | often gimpsed the
gaunt gray brutes, famished and
fierce. One day in crossing the
glacier | dropped my Winchester, and
it took hohrs of weary labor to
recover it from the crevasse. |
found it jammed and broken, nearly
past mending Then | was glad in
ded of our monster. The next day
tunneled into the cave and chipped
off chunk of meat, coeval with
Father Adam and it was fine.
I was awakened that night by
the dismal howl Of wolf pack,
and heard the scurry of feet about
the cabin The hellsh din lasted till
the tardy daylight showed the beach
swarming with them. They came
like vultures, dropping off the hills,
ravening at the smell of meat, and
tearing each other in their struggles
at the cavern mouth.
Imagine me held prisoner by a
caucus Of blood maddened wolves, as
they gorged $4,000 worth of arch
aic beefsteak. | fell to on that Win
chester, working feveriShly for fiji
ty hours. And the mountains oozed
wolves from every gully. They ap-
peared like specks, down the bay
and on The hills, resolving into
pairs aud packs. bowling, leaping
and slavering. They boiled at the
foot of the glacier, writhing
| shrieking gray mass of ragged fur
that tramped the loose snow as
smooth as golf-links, packed and
bloody
"On the third day | opened fire.
1t was like a rabbit kicking mud.
balls at the SphynX spoiled a tub
ful of cartridges before they left.
The survivors looked fat and con-
tented as they trotted out of range
Il knew before | entered the cav
ern over the barricade of bodies
what would greet me. There it lay,
as clean and bare as the bleaching
sand-scoured timbers of a stranded
ship, and sat among the bones and
wept as Philetus had done.
"A week later he landed at the
bay and snow-shoed back over the
melting crust to the cabin, where
was eating saute of wolf He was
a game loser, though, and did a good
deal to cheer me up. When the snow
went off We got the skeleton out,
numbering the bones, and assem-.
bling them on the beach for ship
ment.
The spring opened up sudden
and hot, and we'd no sooner got
the framework out of the cave
than the Kayak began to perspire.
The sun beamed strong and bright,
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