VII 



WOLF ! 



ILL you please choose one 

 of the dog family ? " asked 

 Rap the next Saturday, when 

 it was Nat's turn to select a 

 picture for the story. 



" Yes, I meant to choose this 

 one the Wolf," said Nat; 

 "and the picture looks as if 

 a story really belonged to it." 

 " ' A Trap ' is printed on 



the picture," said Dodo, "but I don't see any trap, 

 unless the Wolf is caught in one and can't move." 



" Wrong, quite wrong, missy," said the Doctor, set- 

 tling himself by the fire, after taking a couple of skins 

 from those hanging about the walls and spreading them 

 before him on the floor. 



"Listen, and I will tell you the story of the great 

 Gray Wolf, whose picture you have here, and also 

 about his little barking brother, the Coyote." 



"It is sure to be a good fierce story," said Dodo, 

 "because Wolves gobble people, you know. When 

 you lived far away, were you good friends with Wolves, 

 uncle?" 



" Our American Wolves are not man-eaters as some 



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