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have done, or to close on the hamstring with 

 one swift, snap that would have put the big 

 brute out of the fight forever. At last, know- 

 ing perhaps from past experience the use- 

 lessness of punishing or of disputing with 

 this madman that felt no wounds in his rage, 

 the wolf would lope away to cover, followed 

 by a victorious bugle-cry that rang over the 

 wide barren and echoed back from the moun- 

 tain side. Then the wolf would circle back 

 stealthily and put his nose down into the 

 stag's hoof-marks for a long, deep sniff, and 

 go quietly on his way again. A wolf's nose 

 never forgets. When he finds that trail wan- 

 dering with a score of others over the snow, 

 in the bitter days to come when the pack 

 are starving, Wayeeses will know whom he 

 is following. 



Besides the caribou there were other things 

 to rouse the cubs' curiosity and give them 

 something pleasant to do besides eating and 

 sleeping. When the hunter's moon rose full 

 and clear over the woods, filling all animals 

 with strange unrest, the pack would circle the 

 great harbor, trotting silently along, nose to 



