The Chaplain Has Bought
Powder-Face, And I Am To Keep Him As Long As We Are Here.
Hal will go
with us, for I cannot give up that dog and horses, too.
Speaking of Hal reminds me of the awful thing that occurred here a few
days ago. I have written often of the pack of beautiful greyhounds
owned by the cavalry officers, and of the splendid record of
Magic - Hal's father - as a hunter, and how the dog was loved by
Lieutenant Baldwin next to his horse.
But unless the dogs were taken on frequent hunts, they would steal off
on their own account and often be away a whole day, perhaps until
after dark. The other day they went off this way, and in the
afternoon, as Lieutenant Alden was riding along by the river, he came
to a scene that made him positively ill. On the ground close to the
water was the carcass of a calf, which had evidently been filled with
poison for wolves, and near it on the bank lay Magic, Deacon, Dixie,
and other hounds, all dead or dying! Blue has bad teeth and was still
gnawing at the meat, and therefore had not been to the water, which
causes almost instant death in cases of poisoning by wolf meat.
As soon as Lieutenant Alden saw that the other dogs were past doing
for, he hurried on to the post with Blue, and with great difficulty
saved her life. So Hal and his mother are sole survivors of the
greyhounds that have been known at many of the frontier posts as
fearless and tireless hunters, and plucky fighters when forced to
fight.
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