sault.
He seems paralysed and soon falls to rise no more.

Cameron set his traps towards evening in a circle with a bait in the
centre and then retired to rest. Next morning he called Joe Blunt and
the two went off together.

"It is strange that these rascally white wolves should be so bold when
the smaller kinds are so cowardly," remarked Cameron, as they walked
along.

"So 'tis," replied Joe, "but I've seed them other chaps bold enough too
in the prairie when they were in large packs and starvin'."

"I believe the small wolves follow the big fellows and help them to eat
what they kill, though they generally sit round and look on at the
killing."

"Hist!" exclaimed Joe, cocking his gun, "there he is, an' no mistake."

There he was, undoubtedly. A wolf of the largest size with one of his
feet in the trap. He was a terrible-looking object, for, besides his
immense size and naturally ferocious aspect, his white hair bristled on
end and was all covered with streaks and spots of blood from his bloody
jaws. In his efforts to escape he had bitten the trap until he had
broken his teeth and lacerated his gums, so that his appearance was
hideous in the extreme. And when the two men came up he struggled with
all his might to fly at them.

Cameron and Joe stood looking at him in a sort of wondering admiration.

"We'd better put a ball in him," suggested Joe after a time. "Mayhap
the chain won't stand sich tugs long."

"True, Joe; if it breaks we might get an ugly nip before we killed him."

So saying Cameron fired into the wolf's head and killed it. It was
found, on examination, that four wolves had been in the traps, but the
rest had escaped. Two of them, however, had gnawed off their paws and
left them lying in the traps.

After this the big wolves did not trouble them again. The same
afternoon, a bear-hunt was undertaken, which well-nigh cost one of the
Iroquois his life. It happened thus:--

While Cameron and Joe were away after the white wolves, Henri came
floundering into camp tossing his arms like a maniac, and shouting that
"seven bars wos be down in de bush close bye!" It chanced that this was
an idle day with most of the men, so they all leaped on their horses,
and taking guns and knives sallied forth to give battle to the bears.

Arrived at the scene of action they found the seven bears busily engaged
in digging up roots, so the men separated in order to surround them, and
then closed in. The