I cut his throat, and by that time, Tiger and two of my dogs came up.

I thought it singular that all my dogs wasn't there, and I began to think they had killed another.

After the dogs had bit him, and found out he was dead, old Tiger began to growl, and curled himself up between his legs.

Everything had to stand off then, for he wouldn't let the devil himself touch him.
"I started off to look for the strangers.

My two dogs followed me.
After gitting away a piece, I looked back, and once in a while I could see old Tiger git up and shake the elk, to see if he was really dead, and then curl up between his legs agin.