"There we kindled a roaring fire of pine-knots; but we had grown very
hungry, and I soon found that of the provisions I had brought, and upon
which I had already dined, there remained but a scanty fragment for
supper. This did not trouble my companion, who skinned several of the
`rats,' gave them a slight warming over the fire, and then ate them up
with as much _gout_ as if they had been partridges. I was hungry, but
not hungry enough for that; so I sat watching him with some
astonishment, and not without a slight feeling of disgust.
"It was a beautiful moonlight night, one of the clearest I ever
remember. There was a little snow upon the ground, just enough to cover
it; and up against the white sides of the hills could be traced the
pyramidal outlines of the pines, with their regular gradations of dark
needle-clothed branches. They rose on all sides around the lake,
looking like ships with furled sails and yards square-set.
"I was in a reverie of admiration, when I was suddenly aroused by a
confused noise, that resembled the howling and baying of hounds. I
turned an inquiring look upon my companion.
"`Wolves!' he replied, unconcernedly, chawing away at his `roast rat.'
"The howling sounded nearer and nearer; and then there was a rattling
among dead trees, and the quickly-repeated `crunch, crunch,' as of the
hoofs of some animal breaking through frozen snow. The next moment a
deer dashed past in full run, and took to the ice. It was a large buck,
of the `Caribou' or reindeer species (_Cervus tarandus_), and I could
see that he was smoking with heat, and almost run down.
"He had hardly passed the spot when the howl again broke out in a
continued strain, and a string of forms appeared from out the bushes.
They were about a dozen in all; and they were going at full speed like a
pack of hounds on the view. Their long muzzles, erect ears, and huge
gaunt bodies, were outlined plainly against the snowy ground. I saw
that they were wolves. They were white wolves, and of the largest
species.
"I had suddenly sprung to my feet, not with the intention of saving the
deer, but of assisting in its capture; and for this purpose I seized the
spear, and ran out. I heard my companion, as I thought, shouting some
caution after me; but I was too intent upon the chase to pay any
attention to what he said. I had at the moment a distinct perception of
hunger, and an indistinct idea of roast venison for supper.
"As I got down to the shore, I saw that the wolves had overtaken the
deer, and dragged it down upon the ice. The poor creature made but poor
running on the slippery track, sprawling at every bound; while the sharp
claws of its pursuers enabled them to gallop over the ice like cats.
The deer had, no doubt, mistaken the ice for water, which these
creatures very often do, and thus become an easy prey to wolves, dogs,
and hunters.
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