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lie awake and listen; but I did not succeed 
very well, for I was young and healthy, and 
lying awake was not so easy then as it has 
since become.” 
“Well, and so-” said Sidney. 
“And so,” continued Miss Winston, “I 
slept soundly all night and never heard the 
wolves once. In the morning, as soon as it 
was light, my father and brother went down 
to the barn; and there was a curious sight. 
The wolves—there were seven in all—had 
been about the barn, round and round and 
round, trying to find some way of getting 
in, till the snow for the space of ten rods 
round was beaten as hard and as flat as a 
floor. After they had given up trying to 
get at the horses and cows, (which must 
have spent rather an uncomfortable night, 
poor things!) they had gone in single file, 
round the very edge of the clearing, till 
they reached neighbour Smithson’s, where 
the woods came a good deal nearer the 
road. It seems he too had been alarmed 
after we left him, and had penned his sheep 
in the garden next the house. A light snow r 
had fallen the day before and rested on the 
rails; and here it seemed that one wolf had 
