Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1863-04-02

drred how it Jared with the Doctor, yet dared
not call, for the uncertainty was less fearful
than the reality might De. | pictured him
fallen, dragged back from his half attained ref
age, and divided among the hungry pack
and the Ve'y noises below might be The mum
bling of his bones.
While their white tusks crunched Ger his whittier skull
AS it slipped through their jaws when their edge
grew dull"
At length summoned courage, and called
" Poke p
HulIoa p was the grateful response
more grateful to my ear than any sound in
the world
How are you, my boy ?" called
again
" Safe, thank the Lord J"
" What disgracetul situation to be in, and
how are We to get out of it 2
" will be grateful if | can only keep in it;
for this tree is SO small that the wolves can
almost reach me when they jump and, as
climbed up, one caught my coa.tail and tore
it entirely of
Climb up higher, then"
can't the tree is so small that when
get any higher,L bends over aud lets me down
oh, dear !"
Haven't yo9. your pistol with you Try
and shoot one, and it may frighteu them"
Oh, dear, no; there are hunureds of them.
Just look at them below"
looked down, and surely could see q
drove of them. They were evidently the gray
wolf, for, in spite Of the darkness, | could,
orce in while, detect their motions from their
light coats.
Poke suggested that they were phantom
wolves, and declared they were all white.
ALI The feariu! stories had ever read came
coGr,iug through my brain. | saw snow
buried hats snufed out and raVished by these
providers. and heard the shrek Of the child,
thrown from the Sleigh Ivy its fear-madden"d
mother, aud tnany all old dream re-shaped in
my miad the terrOrS OF nIgllS OF fever. Were
we to be tired out by their devsh patience !?
Was one gang to relieve another. until we
YEARLY fell into their hot, tainted jaws, thus
to be hurled iuto oblivion
shouted, in the hope that some one might
hear me but what good to shout in that
midnight forest | heard voice--it was
Poke saying his prayers | listened devolt
cdg, but could oler none myself
When he had finished, | called to him
He answered faintly-
What is it Speak quickly-I can't
hold out uuch longeT."
" Fire your pistol-do try---it may bring
some help even If il does not kill"
will try" answered Poke.
There was o momentary pause, and the
sharp crack Of a pistol was followed by the
singing OF bullet close by my ear. BY the
fash | saw Poke, hateSS aud almost coatleSs
hanging on TO The tOpmost branch OF young
pecan, that bent with him like an orange tree
under heavy load of fruit. With the report
OF the pistol, there was u a scrambling among
the voraciUuS crew at our feet but they did
not 90 away permanently, aud were back III
o moment
Fire the other barrel, dear Poke, brt
try aud fire i'll the other way-poiut it
down.
Bang sounded the pistol and heard a
lhump on the ground, as the poor fellow
threw away the now useless weapon.
Hold on, Poke take heart my dear boy
o., it is easy enough 10 say. take heart
but, when lbe ttee bends h;tle more than
, usual, ain within q foot Of these aell-houuds
/ Oh, dear y
At ibis moment, / thought / saw light
flashing through the foliage. a moment
mere, was sure of it. Poke, Poke, they
are coming some one is coming"
Whvrt-where Ga, dear can't turn
my head, least | slip Off"
There they come | see them-three
torches aud men and dog"
COP bless them y heard Poke say
family
was afraid he was faint. Hold on,
Poke" | said, AID scrrmaiug to the men,
told them to hurry. On they came at u run
| recognised them as they came mp, with their
torches flashing through The woods they
were jackson aud his men. He had been in
our camp only The day previous, aud told US
he had sheep farm in this neishborhood.
Quick this way y l shouted" the
wolves the wolves !"
He answered me- How blessed thing
was the sound of human voice liz our ne
ssity They came under the trees we were
in.
Hulloa there, where are you where are
the wolves p he shouted, in stentorau
tone
Dare's the sheep I'm hin huntn', in all
this dressed night" exclaimed the negro wbC
accompanied Jackson on his search.
looked around, and there was JacksOn'S
big flock of sheep, staring blandly at us up
in the tree, aud ut their master, by turns. Ii
had been their eyes we had seen in the dark
ness. And there was jackson, see, saving on
fpllen tree. hccoughng, and laughing aud
crying, by turns and there were the negroses
auG they called in the sheep
Ho ! no no Oh laws massy did
| ever Ho ho ho Wolves Oh, laws
Il massy p
Poke slid down the tree he was in, picking
up his coat tail. tha: had been torn off by a
broken limb, singing
COB, that | had the wings of a dove !"
RSy Mrs. Partington says she don't won.
der at it, that there is so much stealing in