y
see de sheep draw into de kraal, an' see de farmer come out an' look 'em
over, an' ahter dat him an' de boy go off to supper an' sleep. Den it
drop dark an' come midnight. `Now we go down,' ses Ou' Jackalse.

"So down dey goes, an' dey comes to de kraal, movin' as quiet as shaddas
an' as soft as de dark, an' dey's yust dat light an' empty dey yumps on
to de kraal wall like birds a-lightin'. Den dey drops down, an' dere
dey begins to eat.

"Dey eats one sheep an' dey eats two sheep, an' den Ou' Jackalse he draw
off dat quiet dat Ou' Wolf don't hear, an' he crawl to de water-let hole
at de bottom o' de kraal wall, an' tries if he's still not swell' too
much to slip out troo dat hole, 'cause he knows right well dey's bofe
too full to yump back over de kraal wall. But he finds dat's a' right;
he can get out easy yet, so he go back an' he has mo' feed. An dat way
he keep on an' on, eatin' fust an' den tryin if his tummy ain't too big
yet to slip troo', till at last he cahnt on'y yust scrape troo wid
scratchin' till he's black in de face. `Pity I ain't shav' all my
sideses,' ses he, `den I could slip troo yust one time mo'. Dem sheep
dey is so fat.'

"Well, dere's de man an' de dogs to tink on now, an' dis is de time he
want Ou' Wolf for. He knows Ou' Wolf's gone on eat an' eat an eatin',
till he fair couldn't har'ly get out o' de gate if it was open, let
alone troo de waterlet hole, not if de dogs had hol' of his tail. An'
dat's yust what Ou' Jackalse bin a' figurin' on, so now he slink away
into de bushes close by, an' den he change his voice an' begin to call
out: `Baas! baas! Wolf in de kraal. Baas! baas! Wolf's in de kraal!'

"`Dere!' ses he to hisse'f, `I'm a right now. De man an' his dogs 'll
find Ou' Wolf in de kraal, an' dey'll know all about who done it, so dey
won't be lookin' for anyb'dy else. Dere won't be no huntin' ahter me--
dat's what I couldn't stan' yust now; it's mo' dan I ought to hatto do
is to walk, let alone run, out o' dis,' ses he.

"But he hatto walk some anyhow, 'cause de man he's heerd de shouts, an'
he wake up, an his dogs an his Koranna boys, an dey all rush out for de
kraal. Ou' Wolf he hear 'em comin' an' he make a slope for de waterlet
hole, an' he dive head fust into dat.

"De head part's a' right; dere ain't no trouble about dat part goin' in.
But his body!--Allah Crachty, man! but dat body ain't a-gun' to begin
a-goin' into, let alone troo, dat hole. An' fust ting h