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- The officer wavered. “ If you know him,” he said “ that is a difl’erent matter. But this other man has a letter from the commander of the Fenians recommending him to the consideration of all friends of the Fenian cause. I can’t let him ”go free.” .. “ Are you the chief in command here?” asked Renmark. “Hello ! this is the professor. This is Mr. Renmark. He’s no Fenian.” Two or three more of the University students recognized Renmark, and pushing up to him, greeted him warmly. He was evident- ly a favorite with his class. Among others young Howard pressed forworgi. ' “ Bis nonsense,” he cried, “talking about sending Professor Renmark to jail. He is no more a. Fenian than Governor- General Monck. We’ll all go bail for the mimor-L’ The volunteers had crowded around as this discussion went on, and a. murmur rose among them at the order of the oificer. They evidently sympathized with their comrade’s objection to the duties of a policeman. One of them made his way through the crowd, and cried.â€" “ No, I am not.“ “Mr. Yates is a friend of mine who is here with me on his vacation. He 13 a new York journalist, and has nothing in common with the invaders. If you insist on sending 32im to Welland I must demand that we be taken before the officer in command. In any case he and I stand or fall together. I am ezactly as guilty or innocent as he is.” The volunteer reddened and drew him- Ielf up. “ I am not a. policeman,” he said. “I am a. soldier.” “ Very well, then, your first duty asa. soldier is to obey orders. I order you to take these men to Welland.” “ You are to make your way across country to Welland and deliver these men up to the jailer there. They will be hand- cufied together, but you take a revolver with you, and if they give you any trouble, shoot them.” The officer hesitated for a. moment. “ You haven’t handcuffs with you, I presume ‘2" “ Yes, I have,” said Stoliker, producing the instrument. “ \Vell, then, handcufi' them together, 3nd I will send one of the company over to Welland with them. How far is it across country '2” Stoliker told him. The officer called one of the volunteers, and said to him,-â€" -- Some of the volunteers crowded around the incomers, eagerly inquiring for news of the enemy. The Fenians had taken the precaution to cut all the telegraph-Wires leading out of Fort Erie, and hence those in command of the companies did not even know that the Fenians had left that locality. They were now on their way to a point where they were to meet Colonel Peacock’s force of regulars, â€"a point which they were destined never to reach. Stoliker sought an officer and delivered up his prisoners, to- gether with the incriminating paper that Yates had handed to him. The officer’s decision was short and sharp, as military decisions are generally supposed to be. He ordered the constable to take both of the prisoners and put them in jail at Port Col- borne. There was no time now for an in- quiry into'the case ; that could come after- wards ; and as long as the men were safe in jail everything would be all right. To this the constable mildly interposed two objections. In the first place, he said, he was with the volunteers, not in his capacity as constable, but in the position of guide and man who knew the country. In the second place,.there was no jail at Port 001- home. “ Where is the nearest jail ‘2" “The jail of the county is at Welland, the county town,” replied the constable. “ Very well take them there. ” “But I am here as guide,” repeated Stoliker. “ That’s just where you make the mis- take. Most of these are raw boys, who know all that can be learned of war on a cricket-field. They will be the worst-whip- ped set of young fellows before night that this part of the country has ever seen. W'ait till they see one of their com- rades {all with the blood gushing out of a. wound in his breast. If they don’t turn and run, then I’m a Dutchman. I’ve seen raw recruits before. They should have a company of older men who have seen ser- vice to steady them. The fellows we saw this morning were sleeping like logs in the .damp woods, as we stepped over them. They are veterans. What will be a mere skirmish to them will seem to these boys the most awful tragedy that ever happen- 43 ” ed. ' “ Renmark,” said Yates, looking at him with a smile, “you are making a. thoroughly British mistake.” “ W hat do you mean ? I haven’t spok- en.” “ No, but I see it in your eye. You are underestimating the enemy. You think this pretty company is gotng to walk over that body of unkempt tramps we saw‘ in the woods this morning.” “ I do indeed, itvthe tramps wait 136 he wafl_k__e_§1 mpgâ€"which I very chh doubt.” When the two prisoners with their three captors came in sight of the Canadian vol- unteers they beheld a scene which was much more military than the Fenian camp. They were promptly halted and questioned by a picket before coming to the main body, and the sentry knew enough not to shoot until he had asked for the countersign. Passing the picket, they came in full view of the Canadian force, the men of which looked very spiel: and span in uniforms which seemed painfully new in the clear light of the fair June morning. The guns, topped by a. bristle of bayonets that glittered as the rising sun shone on them. were stacked with neat precision here and there. The men were preparing their breakfast, and a temporary halt had been called for that purpose. The volunteers were scatter- ed by the side of the road and in the fields. Ren'mark recognized the colors of the regiment from his own city, and noticed that there was with it a company that was strange to him. Although led to them a prisoner, he felt a glowing pride in the regiment and their trim appearance, a pride that was both national and civic. He instinctively held himself more erect as he apprgached.‘ ., IN THE MIDST 0F ALARMS ROBT. BARR, IN “LIPPINCOTT’S MAGAZIN E.” CHAPTER I X. Meanwhile, two men were tramping steadily along the dusty road towards Wel- land, the captor moody and silent, the prisoner talkative and entertaining. Yates’s conversation often went beyond the entertainment, and became, at times, instructive. He discussed all the afl'airs of both countries, showed a way out of all political difficulties, gave reasons for the practical use of commOn sense in every emergency, passed Opinions on the methods of agriculture adopted in various parts of the country, told stories of the war, gave instances of men in cap. tivity murdezing those who were in charge of them, deduced from these anecdotes the foolishness of resisting lawful authority lawfully exercised, and in general showed that he was a man who respected pow“- and the exercise thereof. Suddenly branch. The Boy spoke with the confidence of youth, and had evidently no premonition of how his appointment would be kept. Ren. mark left the road and struck across coun- try for the tent. which he reached without further molestation, finding it as he had left it. “I say, Mr. Renmark,” cried young Howard, as the company moved off, “if you see any of them don’t tell them I’m here,â€" especially Margaret. It might make them uneasy. I’ll get leave when this is over and drop in on them.” ‘ ‘No,” said the oificer, with some haliteur; “ this is no place for civilians.” Again the, professorsmiled,as be reflected that the Whole company, as far as martial experience Went were merely civilians dressed in uniform,, and he became grave again wbp’n he remem- bered Yate's ominous prediction regarding them. “Yes,” said the professor, slowly, but his glance fell as it encountered theeager eyes of the youth. It was evident that Margaret was the brother’s favorite. “Fall back. there,” cried the officer (to Renmark. “May I march along with them? or can you gave me a. gun and let me take part ‘3" “NJ. H mm a... -42--.. ....-u. _-___ L , “They have been of assistance to me, and exceedingly kind as well. ” “What? You know them? All of them '3 Have you met Margaret ‘2” “What a. shame to have him led off in that way! But; he seemed to rather like the idea. Jolly fellow, I should say. But. I Wish I had known you were in this neigh- borhood. My folks live near here, They would only have been too glad to be of as- sisfigxgce t9 you_.” "‘I have been camping out. here fora. week or more with Yates, who is an old school- fellow of mine. ” Young Howard beckoned to the professor from his place in the ranks. “I say, pro- fessog how did you happen to be down thls The bugles sounded for the troops to fall in, and Stoliker very reluctantly attached one clasp of the handcufl‘ around his own left wrist while be snapped the other on the right wrist of Yates,P who embarrassed him with kindly assistance. The two manacled lren disappeared down the road, while the volunteers rapidly fell 1n, to con- tinue their morning’ 3 m 1..rch way ‘3 “See here, Renny,” whispered Yates, “you get back to the tent and see that everything’s all right. I’ll be with you in an hour or so. Don’t look so frightened. I won’t hurt Stoliker. But I want to see this fight, and I won’t get there if the colonel sends an escort. I’m going to use Stoliker as a shield when the bullets begin flying.” “Satan reproving sin. Who prevented you from hitting Stoliket a short time since?” “Well, I” was wrong then. You are wrong now.’ “ N ow, don’t do anything rash. You’ve done nothing so far, but if you assault an officer of the law that. will be a. different matter.” “ Don’t make any mistake. The colonel will very likely be some fussy individual Who magnifies his own importance and who will sen a. squad of volunteers to escort me, and [want to avoid that. These ofiicers always stick by each other : they’re bound to. I want. to go along with Stoliker. I have a score to settle with him.” M “ Yes, Hut Howard isn’t a. constable, and Stoliker is. I’m not going.” Renmark went up to his friend. “ VVho’s acting foolishly now. Yates?” he said. “ Why don’t you insist, on seeing the colonel? The chances are ten to one that_ycu would be allowed 05'.” "‘ Hov5ard knows the way,” persisted Stoliker. That young man spoke up with greaiiudignation : “Take this revolver with you,” contin- ued the officer, “ and if he attempts to es- cape shoot him. Besides, you know the way to Welland, so I can’t send anybody in.yout place, even if I wanted to." “If any one likes to go with you he can go:_ I shall g_ive no orders.” .1 No one vélunteered to accompany the constable. V‘i‘Butii want assistance,” objected Stali- ker. “The prisoner is a. bigger man than I am.” The volunteers laughed as Stoliker mentioned this self-evident fact. The oficer was wroth. He speedily gave the order to Stoliker to handcuffthe prisoner to himself and deliver him to the jailer at Welland. “0f courare it is,"’ replied Yates, wearily; “but the woods are full of them. There's always outrages going on, especially in so. called free countries ; therefore one more or less won’t make much difference. â€"Come, officer, who’s going to take me to Welland? or shall I have to go by myself? I’m a Fenian from ’way back, and came here especially to overturn the throne and take it home with me. For heaven's sake know your own mind one way or other, and let us end this conference.” c‘" Thanks, Renmarlx, thanks,” said Yates, “ but I don’t care to see the colonel, and I shall welcome Welland jail. I am tired of all this bother. I came here for rest and quiet, and I am going to have them if I have to go to jail for them. I’m coming reluctantly to the belief that jail’s the most comfortable place in Canada, anyhow.” _._A_....,. ’7 Ami-AA {-kn urn; “But this is an outrage,” cried the pro- fessor, indignran‘tlx. .117. 0‘ i “‘ A ails-n’s liberty is no triviality. What in the name of common senge are you fight.- i11g f_or bqt fo_r liberty ‘3’." 1 1’,,,2J‘7,4,, triviality. ”I “ We can’t bother the colonel about every 9n ‘ffin;ing now demonstrated to you the fact that you must accompany me, I hope you will show yourself a. sensible man,Stoli- ker, and come with me quietly. It will be "Very well, stay there, said Yates, twisting his hand around so as to grasp the chain that joined the cuffs. Getting a. firm grip, he walked up the road down which they had trumped a few minutes before. Stoliker set his teeth and tried to hold his ground, but was forced to folloprothing was said by either until several hundred yards were thus traversed. Then Yates “91’3de v . . I . , LL- “ I shall not move,” replied the constable, firmly. ."'A “ Stoliker, you’re evidently fonder of my company than 1 am of yours. That wasn’t a. bad strategic move on your part, but it may cause you some personal inconvenience before I get these handcuffs filed ofl‘. I’m not going to Welland this trip, as you may be disappointed to learn. I have gone with you as far as I intend to. You will now come with me.” Yates whistled a. prolonged note and looked with admiration at the little man. He saw the hopelessness of the situation; If he attempted to search for the key in the long grass the chances were ten to one that Stoliker would stumble on the pistol before Yates found the key, in which case the reporter would be once more at the mercy of _the lawn us .- n 'I F “ Is that how you mark the place?” asked Yates, “ or is it; some spell that, will enable you to find the pistol ‘2” H N'm‘rluar ” Annwnrpd the nnnatahlm “ Néither,” answer-Ed the constable, quietly.“ It Is the key of the handcuffs. The duplicqtf. is at; VVellyand. ” Sboliker watched its flight intently} then putting his hand into his pocket; he took out some small object; and flung it; as nearly as he could to the spot where the revolver fell. Yates laughed. “That’s not bad, Sboliker, and I really believe there’s some grit in you, if you are a. tum-catcher. Still you were not in very much danger, as perhaps you knew. Now, if you should want this pistol again, just. watch where it; alights.” And Yates, taking the weapon by the muzzle, tossed in as far as he could into the field. “ Nothing,” answered the constable. "ex- cept that you will be hanged at \Velland, inggead 9f stgyipg a_f_ewAda.ys jn jail.” _ “ Now Stoliker.” said Yates, pointing the pistol at. him, “what have you to say before I fire. ”’ This time the constable felt no doubt about it. No man could imitate sleep so well. Several times Yates nearly fell for- ward, and each time saved himself, with the usual luck of a. sleeper or a drunkard. Nevertheless Stoliker never took his hand from his revolver. Suddenly with a greater lurch than usual Yates pitched head-first down the bank, carrying the constable with him. The steel band of the handcufi‘ nipped the wrist of Stoliker, who, with an oath and a. cry of pain, instinctively grasped the links between. with his right hand, to save his wrist. Like a cat Yates was upon him, showing marvellous agility for a. man who just tumbled into a heap. The next in- stant he held aloft the revolver, crying triumphantly,â€" “ How’s that, umpire? Out I expect. ” The constable with set teeth, still rubbed his wounded wrist, realizing the hopeless- nessiof a struggle. u " What’s that; \Vnat’s that? What’s that ‘3” cried Yates, rapidly, blinking his eyes and straightening up. “ Oh, it’s only you, Stolikcz‘. I though it was my friend Renmark. Have I been asleep?” “Oh ! I. must have been pretending," answered Yates. drowsily; “I can’t have dropped asleep. How long have we been here '3” “About five minutes.” “All right.” And Yates’s head began to droop again. “Either that or pretendingyâ€"I don't; know which, nor do 1 care.” “Here, sit up,” he said. gruffly. “ I’m not paid {0 cqrry yopivou know.” .. 11v. Scoliker did not; answer, and Yates yawned wearily. “I wish you would hire a rig, constable. I’m tired of walking. I’ve been on my feet ever since three this morning. “ I have no authority to hire a. buggy.” “ But what do you do when a. prisoner re- fuses to move?” “I’d make him move,” said Stoliker, shortly. “Ah. I see. That’s a good plan and saves bills at the livery-stable.” 7 mLAn - A ...v a I." * uvuuLVo They‘ caihfie to a-t'e: pting bank by the road-316.6, when Yates cried,â€" “ TAU“ -u j " 1 never drink while on duty,” said Sboliker, curtly. “ Oh. well, don’t: apologize for it. lvery man has his failings. 1511 be only too happy to give you some instructions; I have ac- quired the useful practice _of being able to drink both on and off duty. Anything can be done, Stoliker, if you give your mind to it. I don’t. believe in the word ‘ can’t.’ either with or without. the inverted com- _. )’ i138 to more practical matters, he exclaim- e ,~ “Say, Stoliker, how many taverns are there between here and Welland 1'” Stoliker had never counted them. “ Well, that’s encouragmg, anyhow. If there are so many that it requires an effort 0f the memory to enumerate them, we will likely have something to drink before IOn-gl” The world’s fair will be held this winter in the same: old wayâ€"on the. knees. The Anglo-Saxon race might go on multi- plying at its present rate for 250 years, and might pour the whole addition to its num- bers into the States, and at the end of that period they would not be more thickly peopled than the Netherlands are now. The States, however, are only one of the countries which are available for European colonists. How thick stand their numbers on the fertile territory of Manitoba, or on the still larger and undeveloped regions which may be vaguely included in the term Northwestern-America! How little do we still know of our great Australasian terri- tory, and how much of it still remains available for approbation in the coming centuries ! Almost every new trade route, almost every new colonial railway, has opened out fresh territory to the colonist, and the land available for colonization, instead of becom- ing less, is, for all practical purposes, greater than it was fifty years ago. True that, in the United States, most of the land has already been appropriated, while the population has increased till it has doubled that of Great Britain. But, vast as is the population of the United States, they would easily sustain, if they were peopled as Eng- land is peopled, twenty times their present numbers. Since that time new coal fields have been discovered, new mines have been opened, old mines have been worked at depths which would have been declared impracticable then, and the stock of available coal, though hundreds of millions of tons have been con- sumed in the interval, is actually larger than it was at the commencement of the present reign. Just the same thing may be said of the great countries in the \Vestern and Southern Hemispheres, Which are be- coming the new homes of the Teutonic race. It is quite true that the temperate regions of the world are becoming more populous, just as it is equally true that the stock of coal in the world is being gradually ex- hausted. The coal supplies of the United Kingdom are, for all practical purposes, much larger than they were fifty years ago, when a great geologist persuaded a great minister to stave off a prospective danger by imposing an export duty on coal. Again Yates laughed,and they ran silent- ly together. Avoiding the houses, they came out at the Ridge Road. The smoke rolled up above the trees, showing where the battle was going on, some distance be- yond. Yates made the constable cross the fence and the road and take to the fields again bringing him around behind Bartlett’s house and barn. No one was visible near the house except Kitty Bartlett, who stood at the back,watching with pale and anxious face the roll of the smoke, now and then covering her ears with her hands as the sound of an extra loud volley assailed them. Stoliker lifted up his voice and shouted for help. “Come on, you !” he shouted, springing ahead and giving a. twist to the handcufl's well known to those who have to deal with refractory criminals. “I am as eager to see the fight as you are." The sharp pain brought Yates to his senses again. He laughed, and said, “That’s the ticket. I’m with you. Perhaps you would not be in such a hurry if you knew that I am going into the thick of the fiaht and intend to use you as a shield from the bullets.” “ That’s all right,” answered the little constable, panting. Two sides are firing. I’ll shield you on one sxde, and you’ll have to shield me on the other.” The savage face of the prisoner was trans- formed with bhe passion of war, and for the first time that day Stoliker quailed before the insane glare of his eyes. But, if he was afraid, he did not show his fear to Yates. - “Come on, you loitering idiot !” he cried to the constable, who had difficulty in keep- ing pace with him,â€"â€"“ come on, or by the gods, I’ll break your wrist across a. fence rail and tear this brutal iron from it.” The din of the firing now became inces- sant. The veteran in Yates was aroused. He was like an old war-horse who again feels the intoxicating smell of battle-smoke. The lunacy of gunpowder shone in his glentning eye. If Stoliker felt like an innocent child he did not look it. With clouded brow he eagerly scanned the empty fields, hoping for help. But if (the constable made no reply there was an answer that electrified Yates and put all thought of the beauty of the country out of his mind. The dull report of a. musket far in front of them sud- denly broke the silence,followed by Several scattering shots and then the roar of a volley. This was sharply answered by the ring of rifles to the right. With an oath Yates broke into a. run. “ They’ re at; it. '” he cried,“ and all on account of your confounded obstinacy I shall miss the whole show. The Fenians have opened fire,..a.nd the Canadians have not been long in replying.” “Stoliker, how supremely lovely and quiet and restful are the silent scented spreading fields ! How soothing to a. 59"“ tired of the city’s din is this solitude,broken only by the singing of the birds and the drowsy droning of the bee erroneously termed ‘bumble’! The green fields, the shady trees, the sweet freshness of the sum- mer air, untainted by city smoke, and over all the eternal serenity of the blue and cloudless sky,â€"how can human spite .“d human passion exist in such a. paradlse? Does it not all make you feel as if you were an innocent child again, with motives pure and conscience white ‘3” " ' a“ --:-v-~5-- v-u- llv|\nq. V ne difi'erence between a. fool and 9‘ mse man is that the wise man always accepts the inevitable.- The constable was W‘se' The two crossed the rail fence into the fields and walked along peaceably together, Stoliker silent as usual with the grim confi- dence of a. man who is certain of ultimate success,who has the nation behindhim W“ 811 its machinery working in his favor; Yates talkative, argumentative, ’and in‘ structive by turns, occasionally breaking forth into song when the unresponsiveness of l tthe other rendered conversation difli' cu -. ' less exhausting for both of us. 3”“ all the . same in the end- Y‘iu calf do nothing until you get he f'sure am going to see the fight, which I fee lose will be a. brief one, so I don’t “'9'at ‘36:. to any more time in getting back. In or lain avoid meeting people and having me exfpose to them that you are my prisp‘nervI pr wefigo tiirough the fields.” .1 n urine Coal and Papulation- (TO BE vosmxmn.) and Youth is a. period of building up, In. bab‘ts, MP“: 811d faiths. N at an hour but 15 trem- blmg With destinies â€"not a moment 01138 passed Of which the appointed work can ever be done again, or the neglected blow struck on the cold iron: u-v nun.“ vv nnoluncll I. ll uuu. UuV if he’s zifter me,” and he entered the churchyard. The man followed him. Vague visione of "When and garroters grew upon hxm. H? e a detour of a splendid mausoleum. Stlllshe man was after him round and roun . At hit he turned andjaced the fellow, and 3'3de : “ What the dickena do you want 2 What; are you following me for: 1’” f. Well, sir, do vou always go homehke this? I am oingto'Mr. Brown’s noise will a theba a e a entatt eats. xon “Id me‘that if ragga owgyou 1 should find th? 9 as you live next door. Are you 8mg home at all to’night?” Tragic Death ora Brave Man After Killing a Dozen Hungry Wolves. An experienced hunter and explorer named R. C. Emmons arrived in Superior last Tuesday from the Rainy River country. Mr. Emmous has been in the north for the past three months, making explorations along the Canadian boundary. His lips are sealed so far as information about his trip which relates to the country through whic he has made explorations is concerned. But he had a story to tell,and it was of a tragedy enacted in those far-off, dim forests. The tale runs thus : the §t8tion ‘v'vas a. lonely one, and he was gettmg along as fast as possible. when he 8uddeflly suspected that the man behind was f0“Mung him purposely. The faster he went, the faster the man went, until they earns t0 3 church-yard. ‘ NOW.” he said to himself I’ll find out ;¢ L,9 in this neighborhood. The cabin was built of hewn logs of a small size and chinked with mud mixed with gravel. I should judge tle cabin had been erected early last spring and deserted soon atter, or, in fact, before it had been fully completed. I hit- ed theiatch and the door opened readily. it was a typical settler’e home. There was a rude fireplace and a frying pan. A table stood in the centre of the room, and upon it were a tin plate and a knife and fork. A compass hung upon a nail, and a packer’s outfit reposed in one corner. The pack was nearly new, and upon one side of it were printed With some attempt at art, the ‘initals O.A.M. I am thus particular about details, for beyond the initials upon the pack I found noth' to establish the iden- tity of this man, whom I shortly after as- ca-tained met death in as desperate a battle for life as ever man had. I went outside the cabin after my investigation of the in- terior, fully satisfied that something out of the ordinary had befallen the man who had occupied it. Under ordinary circumstances, if he had decided to quit the place, he would have taken his pack. Here was a mystery, and I was determined to solve it it possible. It was easier than I anticipat- ed. Leading into the forest to the south wasa slight trail almost obliterated, but still discernible to the practised eye of a woodsman. I followed it for a distance, about ten rods I should think, when I emerged into another small opening. Here Imade a startling discovery. Directly in my path lay the skeleton of a large man. Near by lay 3. Winchester rifle with I, broken stock, and close beside the skeleton laya broad axe with a very rusty blade. Within a radius of sixty feet lay the skele- tons of nine large timber wolves. It requir- etfl only a moment for me to grasp the story 0 “The country was very wild, and the thought often occurred to me that if I should meet with an accident my dis- appearance would be as complete a mystery as if I should' suddenly be transported to the planet Jupiter, for I would never be discovered. It was sad pleasure to find, however, the blanched skeleton of some. unfortunate fellow who has preceded me to the heart of this wilderness, and who met with death in its most terrible form. But I will not anticipate. I was following one of the small streams tributary to Rainy River, when I came suddenly upon a half- eompleted log cabin situated in an opening in the timber. I saw at a. glance that it was deserted, and now my interest and curiosity were aroused by this unexpected The Story ofa Deserted Cabin in the Can. dian Wilda. Odds. His rifle was empt;V of cartridges When found, and it is evident the man had retained his axe throughout the early part Of the fight in anticipation of this last des- Remte rally. The man must have fought like a. demon in that moment of his dread- ful extremity. He must have been con- scious when he resorted to the axe that his day} were numbered, and thought only of selling his life as dearly as possible. A dozen wolves is a. poor price for a man who can fight as this one evidently could. All alone in this gloomy forest perished a man “"1080 identity may never be known. He "Nut. have friends somewhere, however, and it may yet be revealed. The incident musqhave ozcurred earl y last spring, when hungry wolves, travelling in packs, do not healtat’e to attack man. They are terrible bra?” when emboldened by hunger, but Olfdlnarily they are sneaks and seldom per- mit themselves to be seen by men.” 4 man in a. neighboring town 'was 30mg home to his wife and family. It; Xis§rfifing dark_. His road home from The scene was like an open book. He had been attacked by wolves and over- powered by numbers. That he had sold his life dearly was evinced by the skeletons of the wolves. I soon became convinced that the battle had not commenced where the skeletons were found, and in this I was right. I followed the trail still further and found the skeletons of four other wolves. but each was some distance from any of the others. These must have been the first of the wolves to die, and had been killed by the rifle. The mamwas evidently making for his cabin as rapidly as possible and covering his retreat with his rifle. It appears that the wolves were desperate. however, and within ten rods of his cabin and safety he was compelled to make a stand flight [for his life against hopeless EVIDENCE OF FORMER EXPLORATION!) A DESPERATE BATTLE. A Frightened Member. THAT MAN’S TERRIBLE FATE. 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