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    Sitting all night in a tree, tired, hungry and almost benumbed from the cold, with a pack of Wolves under them, is the experience which befell Frank and Robert Anderson of Wausau, Wis., in the woods south of Sidnaw, Mich. They were engaged in looking over the land.
    Their camp was a small tent. In the middle of the afternoon they heard a number of wolves howling in the distance, but paid no attention to them, keeping on with their work. Shortly after 6 o’clock, as it was growing dark, and as they were making their way toward their camp, almost a dozen of the ravenous animals made an attack upon them.
    Except for the small axes used by land lookers the men were unarmed, and they hastily sought refuge in a tree, up which they climbed barely in the nick of time. They supposed the wolves would make off shortly, but the animals were apparently exceptionally hungry, for they kept up the vigil all night long, occasionally giving vent to frantic howls and making desperate efforts to reach the besieged men. At daybreak the wolves made off. Hereafter the Andersons will carry guns, despite the inconvenience of lugging them through the woods, and they threaten a warm reception for the next pack of wolves that puts in an appearance.
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