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A Wolf Story.

During the winter of 1852-53, Mrs. James Ingram and family lived about two miles southeast of here. One night the big mountain wolves—larger than the big wolves of Iowa—attacked an ox belonging to Mr. Ingram, and ate their fill off of him. When next morning he found the poor ox, he perceived that one ear was badly chewed and they had gnawed into the entrails near the hind parts and had pulled out and devoured part of its entrails and liver, yet the poor animal was still living. He took his gun and shot it, putting it out of its misery. He put strychnine on the ox so as to poison the wolves, when the should come back to feed off the carcass. They did not come back till about two months thereafter. Then there came two monster wolves, one night, no doubt the ones that killed the ox, and again ate their fill, but being poisoned and crazed as it were with the strychnine, they came to the house, as if to hunt him who gave them the fatal poison. For awhile they made night hideous with their dying groans or howlings. They made many tracks in the snow about the house and rolled with pain, rolling against the door till it was forced open. They did not come into the house, however. They left, going to the spring, where, of course, they drank water that soon made the poison kill them. Mr. I., who was not at home during that night, followed their tracks in the snow next morning, and found them both dead, not far apart, and not a quarter of a mile from the house. When they were making such a noise that night the family supposed they were dogs barking and howling furiously. If the readers of The Gazette think this is a strange wolf story, it is substantially a true one, nevertheless.

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