. St. Nicholas [serial] . us again. At these words the wolf trembled. Or, if this cannot be, bring us the boy Wal-ter, to take his fathers place, and grow into aman, and rule over us. Yet, since we have notseen him from that day when he was drivenforth, a child, bound upon a horses back, hereinto the wintry forest—grant us, if he be dead,to find his bones, that we may give themChristian burial. At this the wolf dropped his head, and greattears rolled from his eyes and fell upon the sod. But if we ask too much, said Father John,stretch forth at least thy hand over these 1902.] SIR MARROK. 609 p
. St. Nicholas [serial] . us again. At these words the wolf trembled. Or, if this cannot be, bring us the boy Wal-ter, to take his fathers place, and grow into aman, and rule over us. Yet, since we have notseen him from that day when he was drivenforth, a child, bound upon a horses back, hereinto the wintry forest—grant us, if he be dead,to find his bones, that we may give themChristian burial. At this the wolf dropped his head, and greattears rolled from his eyes and fell upon the sod. But if we ask too much, said Father John,stretch forth at least thy hand over these 1902.] SIR MARROK. 609 poor people, and lift them up. Give againswine and cattle, crops and fruit. And softenthe heart of the lady of the castle, that shemay do justice and her cruelties may wolf gritted his teeth, his bristles rose, and and he laid a collop before the wolf. Look,he eateth, and daintily, unlike an animal. He seemeth to like cooked food, whis-pered Bennet — which was true. Then daily the wolf brought food to the two. fc :- \ BUT THERE, AS HE TURNED TO THE ALTAR, STOOD A GREAT GRAY WOLF AND LOOKED AT THEM. he looked so fierce that the priest almost fearedto proceed. With a weaker voice he concluded : And send food, we pray thee, to us thy twoservants, who starve here helpless. Thank Heaven, cried Bennet, the wolf isgone! He had indeed vanished in the bushes. Butat the end of half an hour the thicket cracked,and lo! there was the wolf again, over his backa fresh-killed fawn. This he dropped before thepriest. Praised be the Lord, cried Father John,who,hath sent us a helper! Make fire, Ben-net, and cook the meat. If only the beast spring not upon my back,grumbled Bennet. And he made the fire, everready to clap his hand upon his weapon. Butthe wolf lay and watched, and when the crispmeat was done he drew near, as if himselfready to eat. Mayhap he will partake, said the priest, Vol. XXIX.—77. men, and they lived in comfort. But also hesearched the forest from end to end and s
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