They shouted and threw stones into the cave. But the wolf was too wise
to show herself. She lay hidden among some rocks, and nothing could
make her stir.

"I will fetch her out," said Israel Putnam.

The opening to the cave was only a narrow hole between two rocks.
Putnam stooped down and looked in. It was very dark there, and he could
not see anything.

Then he tied a rope around his waist and said to his friends, "Take
hold of the other end, boys. When I jerk it, then pull me out as
quickly as you can." He got down on his hands and knees and crawled
into the cave. He crawled very slowly and carefully.

At last he saw something in the darkness that looked like two balls
of fire. He knew that these were the eyes of the wolf. The wolf gave
a low growl and made ready to meet him.

Putnam gave the rope a quick jerk and his friends pulled him out in
great haste. They feared that the wolf was upon him; but he wished
only to get his gun.

Soon, with the gun in one hand, he crept back into the cave. The wolf
saw him. She growled so loudly that the men and boys outside were
frightened. But Putnam was not afraid. He raised his gun and fired at
the great beast. When his friends heard the gun they pulled the
rope quickly and drew him out. It was no fun to be pulled over the
sharp stones in that way; but it was better than to be bitten by the wolf.
Putnam loaded his gun again. Then he listened. There was not a sound