At length he succeeded, and Wade drove back the rest of the pack.
"The big fellar's Sampson an' the other's Jim," said Belllounds.
Sampson was a huge hound, gray and yellow, with mottled black marks, very long ears, and big, solemn eyes.

Jim, a good-sized dog, but small in comparison with the other, was black all over, except around the nose and eyes.

Jim had many scars.

He was old, yet not past a vigorous age, and he seemed a quiet, dignified, wise hound, quite out of his element in that mongrel pack.
"If they're as good as they look we're lucky," said Wade, as he tied the ends of his rope round their necks.

"Now are there any more you know are good ?" "Denver, come hyar!" yelled Belllounds.