Wilfred Batty's sister had just sat down to eat lunch when, out the
slot window, she saw a shadow flicker across the yard. A beast, slender and wolf-like, prowled around the chicken pens.
The creature, a thylacine, had been the cause of great trouble for Batty and other local farmers in Tasmania, Australia — snatching fowl in the middle of the night and, on one occasion, unceremoniously entering a hut at dusk, frightening the campers within. A thrown boot had startled it, causing it to slink away into the dark.