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chy darkness he got safely between the lines of tepees to the river。 He had just the opportunity for which he had been praying。 He plunged into the water and floating down with the swift current he soon got out of sight of the flickering camp fires。 Half a mile below he left the water and ran along the bank until he came to a large tree； a landmark he remembered； when he turned abruptly to the east and struck out through the dense woods。 He travelled due east all that night and the next day without resting； and with nothing to eat except a small piece of jerked buffalo meat which he had taken the precaution to hide in his hunting shirt。 He rested part of the second night and next morning pushed on toward the east。 He had expected to reach the Ohio that day； but he did not and he noticed that the ground seemed to be gradually rising。 He did not come across any swampy lands or saw grass or vegetation characteristic of the lowlands。 He stopped and tried to get his bearings。 The country was unknown to him； but he believed he knew the general lay of the ridges and the water…courses。
The fourth day found Isaac hopelessly lost in the woods。 He was famished； having eaten but a few herbs and berries in the last two days； his buckskin garments were torn in tatters； his moccasins were worn out and his feet lacerated by the sharp thorns。
Darkness was fast approaching when he first realized that he was lost。 He waited hopefully for the appearance of the north starthat most faithful of hunter's guidesbut the sky clouded over and no stars appeared。 Tired out and hopeless he dragged his weary body into a dense laurel thicket end lay down to wait for dawn。 The dismal hoot of an owl nearby； the stealthy steps of some soft…footed animal prowling round the thicket； and the mournful sough of the wind in the treetops kept him awake for hours； but at last he fell asleep。
CHAPTER VII。
The chilling rains of November and December's flurry of snow had passed and mid…winter with its icy blasts had set in。 The Black Forest had changed autumn's gay crimson and yellow to the somber hue of winter and now looked indescribably dreary。 An ice gorge had formed in the bend of the river at the head of the island and from bank to bank logs； driftwood； broken ice and giant floes were packed and jammed so tightly as to resist the action of the mighty current。 This natural bridge would remain solid until spring had loosened the frozen grip of old winter。 The hilly surrounding Fort Henry were white with snow。 The huge drifts were on a level with Col。 Zane's fence and in some places the top rail had disappeared。 The pine trees in the yard were weighted down and drooped helplessly with their white burden。
On this frosty January morning the only signs of life round the settlement were a man and a dog walking up Wheeling hill。 The man carried a rifle； an axe； and several steel traps。 His snow…shoes sank into the drifts as he labored up the steep hill。 All at once he stopped。 The big black dog had put his nose high in the air and had sniffed at the cold wind。
〃Well； Tige； old fellow； what is it？〃 said Jonathan Zane； for this was he。
The dog answered with a low whine。 Jonathan looked up and down the creek valley and along the hillside； but he saw no living thing。 Snow； snow everywhere； its white monotony relieved here and there by a black tree trunk。 Tige sniffed again and then growled。 Turning his ear to the breeze Jonathan heard faint yelps from far over the hilltop。 He dropped his axe and the traps and ran the remaining short distance up the hill。 When he reached the summit the clear baying of hunting wolves was borne to his ears。
The hill sloped gradually on the other side； ending in a white； unbroken plain which extended to the edge of the laurel thicket a quarter of a mile distant。 Jonathan could not see the wolves； but he heard distinctly their peculiar； broken howls。 They were in pursuit of something； whether quadruped or man he could not decide。 Another moment and he was no longer in doubt； for a deer dashed out of the thicket。 Jonathan saw that it was a buck and that he was well nigh exhausted； his head swung low from side to side； he sank slowly to his knees； and showed every indication of distress。
The next instant the baying of the wolves； which had ceased for a moment； sounded close at hand。 The buck staggered to his feet； he turned this way and that。 When he saw the man and the dog he started toward them without a moment's hesitation。
At a warning word from Jonathan the dog sank on the snow。 Jonathan stepped behind a tree； which； however； was not large enough to screen his body。 He thought the buck would pass close by him and he determined to shoot at the most favorable moment。
The buck； however； showed no intention of passing by； in his abject terror he saw in the man and the dog foes less terrible than those which were yelping on his trail。 He came on in a lame uneven trot； making straight for the tree。 When he reached the tree he crouched； or rather fell； on the ground within a yard of Jonathan and his dog。 He quivered and twitched； his nostrils flared； at every pant drops of blood flecked the snow； his great dark eyes had a strained and awful look； almost human in its agony。
Another yelp from the thicket and Jonathan looked up in time to see five timber wolves； gaunt； hungry looking beasts； burst from the bushes。 With their noses close to the snow they followed the trail。 When they came to the spot where the deer had fallen a chorus of angry； thirsty howls filled the air。
〃Well； if this doesn't beat me！ I thought I knew a little about deer；〃 said Jonathan。 〃Tige； we will save this buck from those gray devils if it costs a leg。 Steady now； old fellow； wait。〃
When the wolves were within fifty yards of the tree and coming swiftly Jonathan threw his rifle forward and yelled with all the power of his strong lungs：
〃Hi！ Hi！ Hi！ Take 'em； Tige！〃
In trying to stop quickly on the slippery snowcrust the wolves fell all over themselves。 One dropped dead and another fell wounded at the report of Jonathan's rifle。 The others turned tail and loped swiftly off into the thicket。 Tige made short work of the wounded one。
〃Old White Tail； if you were the last buck in the valley； I would not harm you；〃 said Jonathan； looking at the panting deer。 〃You need have no farther fear of that pack of cowards。〃
So saying Jonathan called to Tige and wended his way down the hill toward the settlement。
An hour afterward he was sitting in Col。 Zane's comfort able cabin； where all was warmth and cheerfulness。 Blazing hickory logs roared and crackled in the stone fireplace。
〃Hello； Jack； where did you come from？〃 said Col。 Zane； who had just come in。 〃Haven't seen you since we were snowed up。 Come over to see about the horses？ If I were you I would not undertake that trip to Fort Pitt until the weather breaks。 You could go in the sled； of course； but if you care anything for my advice you will stay home。 This weather will hold on for some time。 Let Lord Dunmore wait。〃
〃I guess we are in for some stiff weather。〃
〃Haven't a doubt of it。 I told Bessie last fall we might expect a hard winter。 Everything indicated it。 Look at the t