dim idea that there were ears upon Carboona that
would catch the sound, and send a gaunt hairy body loping to the rescue.
But the listeners upon Carboona were too remote to catch that wailing
cry, and those that were close at hand were not disposed to be
sympathetic. When Running Wolf shouted at him, he was all the more
terrified, and yelped the louder, and when the angry Indian seized him
and shook him into silence, his little heart was fit to break.

Under cover of the darkness, Dusty Star stole across to where the
wolf-cub lay cowering, and gathered the little shivering body into his
arms. And then he made him a lair in the buffalo robe that covered his
own bed. And when Kiopo felt the warmth and good neighbourhood of the
human brother's body, he cuddled himself against it with a sigh and
whimpered himself to sleep.

In the day-time it was not so lonely because there were many things to
sniff at and to watch. Besides there was always the big brother ready to
play with him, and to come down on all fours from the great heights of
the hind-leg-walking world, or to tickle him in the ribs when he rolled
over on his back and exposed the round bulge that was his stomach to the
public. It was wonderful how much Kiopo managed to cram into that bulge,
and how his body grew in proportion to the bulge. His appetite never
seemed to be satisfied. Bits of buffalo meat, old bones, odds and ends
of waste, shreds of pemmican, or gollops of stew--the bulge took them
all and still had room for more.

By the end of the second moon after his arrival, he was already far
advanced in cub-hood, and showed signs of extraordinary development when
he should be fully grown. And always he was learning new things. With
Dusty Star for his constant companion and teacher he was learning very
fast. And what he learnt, he never forgot, so that his knowledge was of
the utmost service to him afterwards when the time came to fight his own
battles far out along the world. His love and reverence for the little
man-brother were unbounded. What the man-brother said and did were for
him the great, important, splendid things. In a surprisingly short time,
he had forgotten to think about his wolf-kindred, far away upon
Carboona. Yet though he did not know it, the wisdom of his
wolf-ancestors lay deep down within him in the secret lair of memory
where the wild things never forget.

He was immensely curious about the outer world. There was the
willow-copse by t