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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 28, 1913, NOON EDITION, Image 1

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"CAPTAIN ENGLAND," GOUVERNEUR MORRIS'
FAMOUS STORY, STARTS TODAY
THE DAY BOOK
" . An Adless Dcrily Newspaper.
Ji. D. Cochran, gas 500 South Peoria St.
Editor and Publisher. SSjgg dyo
Tel. Monroe 353.
ONE CENT
VOL 2, NO. 231 Chicago, Saturday, June 28, 1913
IN TEST OF HUNGER BETWEEN MAN
AND WOLF, HUNTER WINS
Waits Four Days at the Mouth of a Black Cave for Den
of Mountain Wolves Finally Kills All Twelve
With Gun and Club.
Sparta, Wis., June 28. Owen
Hughes, the veteran hunter of Mon
roe County, has rounded out; half a
century of hunting and trapping with
a feat that has won the admiration
of the whole La Crosse valley. He
"starved out" a den of 12 wolves in a
vigil lasting four days and four
nights, and killed them when hunger
finally drove them from their cave.
Hughes is one of the last of Wis
consin's picturesque woodsmen. He
has never in his life done anything
but hunt and trap, and says he will
do nothing else until he dies.
He lives alone in a little cabin near
Lafayette, on the edge of the big
woods, where every night the mourn
ful howling of wolves comes to his
ears.
Hughes .had already made a rec
ord when he located that last den.
During the spring he had slain five
dens of wolves, totaling 37 heads,
and bringing him more than $200
bounty money. And then, one even
ing in a coulee, at the base of a
rocky bluff, where a hunter must
step cautiously for fear of rattle
snakes, he came upon a pack of
wolves, old and young, and saw them
sneak into a hole beneath a rock.
Many a time Hughes has followed
wolves into their dens and killed
them with rifle or revolver. But this
hole was too small for him to enter.
So he built a little fire near the en
trance.ate what food he had with
him, and then waited, rifle in hand,
the muzzle toward the hole.
All night he sat there, in the light
of his campfire, motionless. Some
times he could hear a snarl back in
the den, but no heads showed. It
grew bitter cold-in spite of the fire,
irtfcftKl!
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