Certainly they were having a novel experience, and if Uncle John would feel easier to have them listen to the howling coyotes from inside the limousine instead of outside, they could not well object to his request.
Presently Wampus asked the Major for his revolver, and on obtaining the weapon he walked a few paces toward the coyotes and fired a shot into their group.

They instantly scattered and made off, only to return in a few moments to their former position.
"Will they continue this Grand Opera chorus all night ?" asked Uncle John.
"Perhap," said Wampus.

"They hungry, an' smell food.

Coyote can no reason.

If he could, he know ver' well we never feed him." "The next time we come this way let us fetch along a ton or so of coyote feed," suggested the Major.