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turned to her shrieking attendant, whom she 
endeavored to soothe with all the topics of con¬ 
solation—they were few enough in all con¬ 
science—she could think of, and to engage in 
some thoughts of religion, but all equally in 
vain; Louise could hear nothing but the howling 
of the wolves outside, and the howling of her 
own fears within. 
The chase continued. I stood ready with my 
blunderbuss to discharge it on the herd the 
moment they approached within shot. I had 
too soon an opportunity. The fleetest of the 
pack in a few minutes approached within four 
or five paces of the voiture, and I fired. It was 
impossible to miss, and I saw two or three fall 
killed or wounded. To those who were hit it 
was soon matter of little importance whether 
the wound which brought them down was mortal 
or not, for they were in an instant surrounded 
by the rest, who fought for the fallen bodies. 
This obtained us the respite of a few minutes, 
which was occupied by the contest among them¬ 
selves and the devouring of their slain brethren. 
We made the best of the time; but, the carcasses 
once demolished, and the bones left to whiten 
in the snow, the hunt recommenced, and we 
had not gained a mile when they came up with 
us again. My blunderbuss had been reloaded 
in the mean while, and on their near approach 
I again fired, with similar effect. But this time 
the respite was briefer. The wolves had now 
tasted blood, and their fury was excited, so that 
the devouring of their companions did not oc¬ 
cupy half the space it did before, and speedily 
they renewed the chase with howlings far more 
terrific than ever. 
I appealed to Heinrich, who drove his panting 
horses at their utmost speed. 
“I have not,” I said, “enough for another 
charge for the blunderbuss. What is best to be 
done?” 
“It is of no use,” said he, “to fire our fowling- 
pieces among them, for we could not expect to 
kill more than one, and that, so far from de¬ 
laying, would only spur them on faster. We had 
better reserve our fire for our last chance.” 
“Is there any?” 
“One, and that but slight. Not far from this, 
but I do not know how far—perhaps a mile, 
perhaps three—is the old hunting-lodge built 
for the chasseurs of the forest. If we could 
reach that—but what use is there in talking?— 
you see these poor devils of horses .can scarcely 
hold out—they are almost sinking under the hell 
of a pace they have been keeping up this half- 
hour. Have you your pistols about you?” 
“I have; why?” 
“Do not discharge your last pistol on any 
account; no, not to save your own life. Keep 
it until-” 
Something choked the old man’s utterance, 
and passing his hand over his face, he wiped off 
some moisture, which bore as much resemblance 
to a tear as any thing his eyes could muster, 
and, applying to his lips his cherry-tree pipe, 
which was never forgotten in the extremest 
danger, he discharged a more than usually volu¬ 
minous effusion, of smoke. This done, he bec¬ 
koned me to put my head out of the voiture, so 
that whatever he said should reach my ear alone. 
I complied. 
“Keep it until these d—d brutes—God forgive 
me for using such words now!—until they are 
completely masters of the day, and we have no 
further chance, and then, sinking his voice to 
the lowest possible whisper, “discharge it into 
the brains of Miss Adelaide; put it to her temple, 
and be sure you do not miss.” 
Oh! how his words thrilled'through my heart! 
—not even the horror of my own impending 
death, of the hideous manner in which it seemed 
inevitable that I should be cut off from existence 
in the flower of my youth, far from my friends 
who would perhaps for ever remain ignorant of 
my untimely fate—not the fierce forms which I 
saw hurrying to my destruction and anticipating 
with savage howl their bloody repast—not all 
the terrors of my situation so palsied me, as 
this whisper of Heinrich. I looked at my sister. 
She was emihently beautiful; and if the dreadful 
scene around her had banished the color from 
her cheeks, it had inspired her figure with an 
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