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We Mffe Wolfs 



plain record in the snow, "One, — by cosh! 

 two hwulf, lil fool hwulf, follow my footin'. 

 Mus' be more, come soon pretty quick now ; 

 else he don' howl dat way. Guess mebbe ol' 

 Injun better stay in house nights." And he 

 trailed warily back to hide himself behind a 

 rock and watch till dark in front of his little 

 commoosic. 



Old Tomah's sleep was sound as usual 

 that night; so he could not see the five 

 shadows that stole out of the woods, nor 

 hear the light footfalls that circled his camp, 

 nor feel the breath, soft as an eddy of wind 

 in a spruce top, that whiffed at the crack 

 under his door and drifted away again. 

 Next morning he saw the tracks and under- 

 stood them ; and as he trailed away through 

 the still woods he was wondering, in his 

 silent Indian way, why an old wolf should 

 always bring Malsunsis, the cub, for a good 

 look and a sniff at anything that he is to 

 avoid ever after. 



When all else fails follow the caribou, — 

 that is the law which governs the wolf in 

 the hungry days ; but before they crossed 



