Narrator: Fred Himebaugh.
With gloved finger tensed on rifle trigger, Poleon was waiting for “Wolfjaw” Tamson. He knew Wolfjaw would pass here, because ahead and to both sides the outlaw’s escape was cut off by Growling Bear River. Many things Wolfjaw Tamson had been called—bush sneak, cache thief, killer of lonely trappers, knifer of his own brother; all these things, and rightly. But one thing he had not been called. That thing was, damn fool.