The National Reflector

SCARING WOLVES BY YELLING.

The Young Man's Fierce Yells Were Effective.

While on his way to Craig and when about ten miles from town John W. Lowell, Jr., had an unpleasant experience with three gray wolves which ought to be sufficient for one day, says the Craig, Colo., Courier.

Mr. Lowell noticed the wolves in the distance, but paid no attention to them until after he had traveled about a mile, when his horse became uneasy. Looking back Mr. Lowell beheld a sight which, as he says, caused his hat to raise not a trifle—three large gray wolves about 200 yards distant were charging after him at a speed which would soon bring them up with him.

There was not a moment to spare, and the young man hardly knew what to do. He was unarmed, and the snow was so deep that it was impossible for his horse to run from the ferocious beasts with any degree of success.

Mr. Lowell quickly decided that he had but one chance, and that was to attempt to bluff. Wheeling his horse around, facing the wolves, he applied the quirt, and at every jump of his steed he let forth a yell that would have put any Comanche to shame. For a moment the bluff seemed a failure, for the wolves continued to approach and the distance between the horseman and the shaggy creatures lessened to about 50 yards when the turn in affairs occurred.

Finally, after a few more plunges in the snow by the horse and numerous yells from the thoroughly frightened young man the wolves suddenly turned and ran in an opposite direction.

Mr. Lowell followed his lead with renewed vigor and more whoops, and if any one in the lower country should see three badly scared wolves running westward it may be depended upon that they are the identical ones which threatened the safety of the son of our state auditor.