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"At that moment I heard the crack of a rifle and saw the wolf tumble
over.

"On turning round I saw Harry with, my rifle, which my wife had brought
down and handed to him, as a better marksman than herself.

"The wolf, only wounded, was kicking furiously about on the ice; but
Cudjo now ran out, and, after a short struggle, finished the business
with his spear.

"This was, indeed, a day of great excitement in our forest home. Frank,
who was the hero of the day, although he said nothing, was no doubt not
a little proud of his skating feat.

"And well he might be, as, but for his skill, poor Harry would no doubt
have fallen a prey to the fierce wolves."

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Language Lesson.--Let pupils use other words to express the meaning of
what is given below in dark type.

Again he _changed his direction_.

He then _dashed off_.

He wheeled _sharply_ to the left.

Cudjo and I commenced _dealing death among them_.

Cudjo _finished the business_ with his spear.

Harry would have _fallen a prey to_ the fierce wolves.

Tell the story in your own words, using the points in the following

Analysis.--1. Frank and Harry go to skate. 2. The alarm. 3. The
wolves. 4. The pursuit. 5. The escape. 6. Death of the wolves.

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LESSON VII.

craft, _ship; a boat of any kind_.

mew'ing, _crying, like a cat_.

a dopt'ed, _received as one's own_.

ad mir'er, _one who likes another_.

voy'age, _journey by water_.

dain'ty, _nice in form or taste_.

a loft', _on high; in the air_.

wind'ward, _the point from which the wind blows_.

star'board, _the right-hand side of a ship_.

bruised, _injured, hurt_.

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OUR SAILOR CAT.

She was a sailor cat, indeed, and it was a sailor who first brought her
on board.

Our steamer was lying at her pier in the North River, at New York,
taking in cargo.

One of our men, who had been ashore, came back with a little
gray-and-white kitten in his arms. She was very poor and thin, and her
little furry coat was sadly soiled with dirt and grease.

But she had not lost all her fun, for she was making play with her tiny
fore-paws at the ends of the sailor's red beard, to honest Jack's great
delight.

"Where did you pick that up, Jack?" asked the third officer.

"Well, your honor," said Jack Harmon, touching his c