THE WOLF. 
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was new and wolves were plenty. A wo¬ 
man, wlio had a young child old enough to 
toddle about, looked out and saw a wolf 
busily engaged in burying something in a 
heap of shavings not far from the house. 
When he had finished, the brute ran off; 
and the woman, going to the door, missed 
her child. All at once it flashed upon her 
what the wolf'had been about. She flew to 
the shavings, and there, sure enough, was the 
child, asleep and unhurt. The wolf had 
found it lying there, and after making all 
safe, as he supposed, had gone to call his 
friends, intending probably to come after 
dark and have a feast. I suppose it didn’t 
take her long to get into the house that time.” 
“ I wonder what the wolves thought when 
they got hack and found their dinner gone V* 
remarked Annie. 
“ Perhaps they thought the wolf that in¬ 
vited them had been making game of them,” 
replied Erastus; “and if they happened to 
he very hungry they may have eaten him 
instead,—for they do such things sometimes. 
I remember something such another case, 
in which a coloured man’s life was saved by 
a fiddle!” 
