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Animal Heroes
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Ernest Thompson Seton
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Here
in
the
narrowest
place,
where
one
wrong
step
meant
death,
the
great
Wolf
turned
and
faced
them.
With
fore-feet
braced,
with
head
low
and
tail
a
little
raised,
his
dusky
mane
a-bristling,
his
glittering
tusks
laid
bare,
but
uttering
no
sound
that
we
could
hear,
he
faced
the
crew.
His
legs
were
weak
with
toil,
but
his
neck,
his
jaws,
and
his
heart
were
strong,
and--now
all
you
who
love
the
Dogs
had
better
close
the
book--on--up
and
down--fifteen
to
one,
they
came,
the
swiftest
first,
and
how
it
was
done,
the
eye
could
scarcely
see,
but
even
as
a
stream
of
water
pours
on
a
rock
to
be
splashed
in
broken
Jets
aside,
that
stream
of
Dogs
came
pouring
down
the
path,
in
single
file
perforce,
and
Duskymane
received
them
as
they
came.
A
feeble
spring,
a
counter-lunge,
a
gash,
and
"Fango's
down,"
has
lost
his
foothold
and
is
gone.
Dander
and
Coalie
close
and
try
to
clinch;
a
rush,
a
heave,
and
they
are
fallen
from
that
narrow
path.
Blue-spot
then,
backed
by
mighty
Oscar
and
fearless
Tige--but
the
Wolf
is
next
the
rock
and
the
flash
of
combat
clears
to
show
him
there
alone,
the
big
Dogs
gone;
the
rest
close
in,
the
hindmost
force
the
foremost
on--down-to
their
death.
Slash,
chop
and
heave,
from
the
swiftest
to
the
biggest,
to
the
last,
down--down--he
sent
them
whirling
from
the
ledge
to
the
gaping
gulch
below,
where
rocks
and
snags
of
trunks
were
sharp
to
do
their
work.
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