The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1853-08-25

is just coming out, and we shall not have
to journey in the dark"
Thus amidst occasional questions and
answers, the carriage rolled on for some
miles. The clouds passed off; the moon
was walking in brightness the wheels
rolled noiselessly along over the snow
and as far as the eye could see, was.onc
glistening sea of white, On passed the
carriage
"What is Erick looking at 7" asked
the baroness, for the box was so low thai
its occupant might be seen from the
front windows of the carriage.
cannot tell," said her husband
"but he must have good eyes if he Can
make out anything"
"IIark what is that :" cried his wife
as long, low, melancholy howl, different
from the wind, and yet like it, was heard
for a moment, and then died away.
4" 1t is the wolves" replied the baron,
" this cold weather makes them rest
less"
There it is again, it is certainly
nearer"
Erick," said his master, letting
down the front window, "tell the boys
to drive on, we must keep out of the
way of the wolves"
Z" On with you, my men," shouted
Erick and then in lower voice he
said, /" Il doubt whether we can alto
gether keep out of their way, sir"
"How is that ?" asked the baron,
alarmed.
" There is large pack of them, sir,
and they arc in scent of us, | fear at
least they are much nearer than when
[ first heard them, ten minutes ago.
There they are. They cannot be more
than half mile off"
/" what are we to do :" asked the
baron, | know you are a Ccntand man,
and are more used to these things than
| am"
"Why, sir" said the servant, eff
they come up with us we will take no
notice Of them unless they attack US
AS they are very timid creatures, the
glare of the lamps and the sight of US
will keep them off, and in an hour we
shall be in But | would advise, sir, to
draw the bullets from your large pistols,
and load with swan shot, it would be
more to the purpose to wound good
many than to kill one Or two"
90 papa !" cried Helena, as the
baron took the pistols from the top of
the carriage, what shall we do 20
" We shall do what we can, my dear
child, and God will do the rest for us.
There is no great danger from these
wolves, except in the very depth of
winter, and if there were, He who deliv-
cred David from the paw of the lion and
he paw of the bear, and Daniel from the
seven hungry lions, can deliver us also"
" They are coming, sir" said Erick.
The baron looked, and about hun
lred yards back, to the right, in the
woods, he could just make out gray
mass moving through the tress, and leap
ne out into the carriage track. They
lid not howl but bayed fearfully, and as
hey trotted swiftly along, you might
lear the shutting and rustling of the
now under their feet. They moved
steadily, but altogether, and were evi-
lently gaining on the carriage. The
piled both whip and spur, and
he horses themselves, in agony of fear,
'roke out into a canter, despite the
leavy snow.
:" DO you think there is any danger,
ny dear husband Z" asked the baroness
I" | cannot tell" said her husband,
they do not seemed disposed to attack
is yet, but they are certainly savage.
t is for the horses we have to fear
rst.
" Are they gaining on us :"
"A little, but they are not putting
ut their speed; they could be with us
n a moment if they liked" |
Thus the carriage rolled on for about
i've minutes Erick never took his eyes
If the pack, and the baron, thrusting [
himself out from the left hand window,
Watched them carefully.