interruption ; while the young' bull would 

 stand wondering, his body hidden in the 

 scrub and his head thrust into the narrow 

 path to look after his strange adversary. 



Another time, as the old wolf ranged along 

 the edges of the barrens where the cari- 

 bou herds were gathering, he would hear the 

 challenge of a huge stag and the warning 

 crack of twigs and the thunder of hoofs as 

 the brute charged. Still the wolf trotted 

 quietly along, watching from the corners of 

 his eyes till the stag was upon him, when he 

 sprang lightly aside and let the rush go 

 harmlessly by. Sitting on his tail he would 

 watch the caribou closely — and who could 

 tell what was passing behind those cunning 

 eyes that glowed steadily like coals, unruffled 

 as yet by the passing winds, but ready at a 

 rough breath to break out in flames of fire ? 

 Again and again the stag would charge, 

 growing more furious at every failure ; and 

 every time the wolf leaped aside he left a 

 terrible gash in his enemy's neck or side, 

 punishing him cruelly for his bullying attack, 

 yet strangely refusing to kill, as he might 



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