low on the left flank of one of the large flocks and keep the stragglers from getting away. In that section of the flock was an old black-faced buck who was the leader, and he gave Silversheene a great deal of trouble. He seemed to dislike the dog and would stamp and lower his head at him whenever he came near. Again and again this obdurate buck broke away and took a score or more of sheep with him, and the dog had to go after them. Finally towards night the old buck made another attempt and got behind Silversheene in spite of him, as he was having trouble with another bunch of sheep who were also stragglers. This time the old buck got a good start and Silversheene was unable to head him off. An evil spirit seemed to possess the old buck and he led his little band further and further away from the flock down a deep gulch beside a small stream. It was so narrow that Silversheene could not get around in front of them to head them off.
All he could do was to tag along behind,
