Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1912-12-08

through the side Of her head, fortunately
missing the brain. In the struggle he lost
his footing and rolled off the ledge, and when
they struck the ground below he let go of
the bitch. Turk, who was near where they
struck, was not able to spring for the hold
he desired, and in another moment the cou-
gar was coming down hill like quarter
horse We stayed perfectly still, as he was
travelling in our direction.
Queen was on her feet almost as quick as
the cougar, and she and Turk tore after him,
the hounds following in a few seconds, being
delayed in getting off the ledge. 1t was
astonishing to see the speed of the cougar.
He ran considerably more than quarter of
mile down hill, and at the end OF it had left
the dogs more than a hundred yards behind.
But his bolt was shot, and after going per-
haps hundred yards or SO up the hill on our
side and below us, he climbed tree, under
which the dogs began to bay frantically,
got down found him standing half upright
OH big branch, his forepaws hung over an
other higher branch, his sides putting like
bellows, and evidently completely winded.
In scrambling up the pinyon he must have
struck patch of resin, for it had torn a
handful of hair off from behind his right
forearm. shot him through the heart. AT
the shot he sprang clean into the top of the
tree, head and tail up, and his face fairly
demoniac with rage but before he touched
the ground he was dead. Turk jumped up
seized him as he fell and the two rolled over
low ledge, falling about eight feet into the
snow, Turk never losing his hold.
The Final Successful Hunt
Early the following morning, February IA
the last day of my actual hunting, we again
started for Juniper mountain, following the
same course on which we had started the
previous day. Before we had gone mile
that is, only about half way to where we had
come across the cougar track the preceding
day, we crossed another, and as we deemed
a fresher, trail, which Golf pronounced te
belong to cougar even larger than the one
we had Just killed The hounds followed the
trail straight to the cliff shoulder where the
day before the pack had been puzzled unit
Boxer struck the fresh scent. Here they
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everywhere, and at one time following Their
track of yesterday over to the pinyon tree III
which the cougar had first gone
We made our way up the ravine to the
head of the plateau, and then, turning. came
back along the ridge until we reached the
top of the shoulder where the dogs had been
but when we got there they had disap
peared. We could barely hear the hounds
they had followed their back trail of the pre-
ceding day, toward the place where we hao
first come across the tracks of the cougar We
had already killed. We were utterly puz
zled, even Golf being completely at fault
and we finally became afraid tina. track
which the pack had been running was one
which, instead of having been made during
the night, had been there the previous morn
ing. and had been made by the dead cougar
After some little work we found where
the pack had crossed the broad flat valley
into a mass of very rough broken country
the same in which had shot my first bis
male by moonlight. Gathering and scram
bling through this stretch of cliffs and val
leys, we began to hear the dogs, and at frs
were puzzled because once or twice i
seemed as though they were barking treeo
or had something at bay; always. however
as we came nearer we could again hear then