Stories of Great Americans for Little Americans by Edward Eggleston
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wolf's eyes.
When the wolf saw the fire, she gave a sudden growl. Putnam jerked the rope that was tied to his leg. The men outside thought that the wolf had caught him. They pulled on the other end of the rope. The men pulled as fast as they could. When they had drawn Putnam out, his clothes were torn. He was badly scratched by the rocks. He now got his gun. He held it in one hand. He held the burning birch-bark in the other. He crawled into the cave again. When the wolf saw him coming again, she was very angry. She snapped her teeth. She got ready to spring on him. She meant to kill him as she had killed his sheep. Putnam fired at her head. As soon as his gun went off, he jerked the rope. His friends pulled him out. He waited awhile for the smoke of his gun to clear up. Then he went in once more. He wanted to see if the wolf was dead. He found her lying down. He tapped her nose with his birch-bark. She did not move. He took hold of her. Then he jerked the rope. This time the men saw him come out, bringing the dead wolf. Now the sheep would have some peace. [Illustration] |
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