a splendid race. Suddenly, as we came over a low hill, we saw an
enormous herd of antelope directly in front of us. They were not
more than two hundred yards away, and the wolf made straight for
them. Panic-stricken at the sight of their hereditary enemy followed
by the roaring car, they scattered wildly and then swung about to
cross our path. The wolf dashed into their midst and the herd
divided as though cut by a knife. Some turned short about, but the
others kept on toward us until I thought we would actually run them
down. When not more than fifty yards from the motor they wheeled
sharply and raced along beside the wolf.

To add to the excitement a fat, yellow marmot, which seemed suddenly
to have lost his mind, galloped over the plain as fast as his short
legs could carry him until he remembered that safety lay
underground; then he popped into his burrow like a billiard ball
into a pocket. With this strange assortment fleeing in front of the
car we felt as though we had invaded a zoological garden.

The wolf paid not the slightest attention to the antelope for he had
troubles of his own. We were almost on him, and I could see his red
tongue between the foam-flecked jaws. Suddenly he dodged at right
angles, and it was only by a clever bit of driving that Charles
avoided crashing into him with the left front wheel. Before we could
swing about the wolf had gained five hundred yards, but he was
almost done. In another mile we had him right beside the car, and
Coltman leaned far out to kill him with his pistol. The first bullet
struck so close behind the animal that it turned him half over, and
he dodged again just in time to meet a shot from Mac's rifle which
broke his back. With its dripping lips drawn over a set of ugly
teeth, the beast glared at us, as much as to say, "It is your move
next, but don't come too close." Had it been any animal except a
wolf I should have felt a twinge of pity, but I had no sympathy for
the skulking brute. There will be more antelope next year because of
its death.

All this had happened with an unloaded camera in the automobile. I
had tried desperately to adjust a new roll of film, but had given up
in despair for it was difficult enough even to sit in the bounding
car. Were I to spend the remainder of my life in Mongolia there
might never be such a chance again.

But we had an opportunity to learn just how fast a wolf can run, for
the one we had killed was undoubtedly putting his