3*7 



"WhyAer?" I asked. 



" Probably a doe, she is not putting 

 up a very good fight. Listen, I 

 believe she is leading them right into 

 camp! " 



If she did, it would not be the first 

 time we had known a wild animal 

 at the point of death from its ene- 

 mies, seek protection from the arch 

 enemy, man, and with us the trust 

 had never been betrayed. 



The incredible racket of that pack 

 of hunting wolves about to close on 

 its quarry, was blood curdling. They 

 were not a hundred yards from us, 

 when, like the shutting of a door, the 

 hubbub stopped. The wolves had 

 discovered the trick and, not daring 

 to pursue farther, had slunk away, 

 disappointed, vanquished for that 

 time. 



Having accomplished her deliver- 

 ance, the deer took no unnecessary 

 chances with us, but sneaked off in 

 another direction. 



We had seen nothing, but to those 

 who had ears and understanding, the 

 whole drama was as legible as a 

 printed book. 



With this diploma from our " little 



