St. George Rathborne, The Pioneer Boys of the Columbia…
“ It was the hungry wolf, possibly seeking some new shelter. If the feeding animals noticed the gray form at all they paid little heed to his presence, having contempt for a single wolf. It would have been at the risk of his life for the wolf to make a dash out toward the herd. Hungry though he probably was, the slinking beast must have known this, for, after giving a stretch to his head, as though longingly sniffing the air, he crept once more back into the shelter of the timber.Roger chuckled to himself, though deep down in his boyish heart he felt sorry for that hunger-tempted wolf. ”
