The Huge Hunter;

OR, The Steam Man of the Prairies.

by

EDWARD S. ELLIS

CHAPTER I. THE TERROR OF THE PRAIRIES.
CHAPTER II. 'HANDLE ME GENTLY.'
CHAPTER III. A GENIUS.
CHAPTER IV. THE TRAPPER AND THE ARTISAN.
CHAPTER V. ON THE YELLOWSTONE.
CHAPTER VI. THE MINERS.
CHAPTER VII. THE STEAM MAN ON HIS TRAVELS.
CHAPTER VIII. INDIANS.
CHAPTER IX. THE STEAM MAN AS A HUNTER.
CHAPTER X. WOLF RAVINE.
CHAPTER XI. THE STEAM MAN ON A BUFFALO HUNT.
CHAPTER XII. THE GRIZZLY BEAR.
CHAPTER XIII. AN APPALLING DANGER.
CHAPTER XIV. THE HUGE HUNTER.
CHAPTER XV. THE ATTACK IN THE RAVINE.
CHAPTER XVI. THE REPULSE.
CHAPTER XVII. HOMEWARD BOUND.
CHAPTER XVIII. THE ENCAMPMENT.
CHAPTER XIX. THE DOINGS OF A NIGHT.
CHAPTER XX. THE CONCLUDING CATASTROPHE.

CHAPTER I. THE TERROR OF THE PRAIRIES.

'HOWLY vargin! what is that?' exclaimed Mickey McSquizzle, withsomething like horrified amazement.

'By the Jumping Jehosiphat, naow if that don't, beat all natur'!'

'It's the divil, broke loose, wid full steam on!'

There was good cause for these exclamations upon the part of theYankee and Irishman, as they stood on the margin of Wolf Ravine, andgazed off over the prairie. Several miles to the north, something likea gigantic man could be seen approaching, apparently at a rapid gaitfor a few seconds, when it slackened its speed, until it scarcelymoved.

Occasionally it changed its course, so that it went nearly at rightangles. At such times, its colossal proportions were brought out infull relief, looking like some Titan as it took its giant strides overthe prairie.

The distance was too great to scrutinize the phenomenon closely; butthey could see that a black volume of smoke issued either from itsmouth or the top of its head, while it was drawing behind it a sort ofcarriage, in which a single man was seated, who appeared to controlthe movements of the extraordinary being in front of him.

No wonder that something like superstitious have filled the breasts ofthe two men who had ceased hunting for gold, for a few minutes, toview the singular apparition; for such a thing had scarcely beendreamed of at that day, by the most imaginative philosophers; muchless had it ever entered the head of these two men on the westernprairies.

'Begorrah, but it's the ould divil, hitched to his throttin 'waging,wid his ould wife howlding the reins!' exclaimed Mickey, who hadscarcely removed his eyes from the singula

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