ts,
from different parts of the forest behind him, told him of his danger.
Cunning as he was, the Indians had clearly outwitted him. They knew
that the loud shouts from different parts at the same time was about the
only way by which he could be puzzled, and this plan they had
successfully adopted.

For an instant only he waited, and then, as rapidly as possible, he
started along the only route that seemed open to him, which was the one
from which no sound had come. This was the way that led him exactly in
the direction where Alec was waiting for him. This was what the Indians
were anticipating. Their hope was that Alec would make the successful
shot; then, even if he failed, so narrow was the tongue of land on which
the wolverine was running that they felt that by spreading out they had
him so securely hedged in that it would be impossible for him to escape.

In the meantime Alec had been watching him through his glass, until
there fell upon his ears the shouts of the Indians. When he saw the
effect upon the wolverine he was amused at the sudden change. While
busy robbing the "cache" he seemed the monarch of all he surveyed, by
his saucy appearance. Now he looked and acted as a craven coward, whose
one thought was in reference to his escape. Alec, watching him, saw him
spring upon a fallen log, and for an instant look in different
directions toward the deep forest. The prospect did not seem to satisfy
him, for, springing down, he at once began his journey directly toward
where Alec was in hiding. When Alec saw this movement, he quickly put
up his telescope, and, seizing his gun, prepared for his opportunity.
It was fortunate that the distance over which the wolverine had to
travel was considerable, as it enabled Alec to get his nerves steady and
his hands firm. When the wolverine had come about half the distance his
cunning suspiciousness seemed to return, and, fearing some danger ahead,
he stopped and acted as though he would like to retrace his steps and
try some other plan. Fortunately for Alec, the wind was still blowing
toward him, and so the wolverine had not caught his scent. While thus
halting and undecided about his movements he was startled by another
shout, which told him that his retreat was cut off, and so he quickly
resumed his journey. Knowing the cleverness of these animals, Alec had
taken his position behind a rock, and there, with trigger drawn back, he
awaited his oncoming.

"Wait un