"THE WOLVES' COUNCIL ROCK"
[To the Editor of the SPECTATOR.]
SIR,—Mr. Tucker's interesting article, " The Wolves Council Rock," reminds me of a story told me by a friend who died a few years ago. He was travelling with two companions, by canoe, down one of the rivers of the Pacific Slope of Northern British Columbia. I suppose they had landed to have a meal, and near the river (the Naas, I think) they found the carcass of a deer recently killed by some other animal. Food is never very plentiful in those parts, so they carried it to the water and stowed it in their canoe. As they were leaving they saw a large timber wolf followed by a pack of others go to the spot where the deer had been. The wolf who had made the kill and fetched his pack to share it scratched about to find the body, but soon realized that it had gone. Then he threw up his head with an awful howl and the other wolves fell on him and devoured him.—I am, Sir, &c.,
10 King Henry's Road, Lewes. ALICE M. SIMPSON.
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