Strange to say, they scarcely paid
any attention to those that had been killed.
"Let us fire again," said Whopper, and his companion nodded. Once
more the weapons rang out and again two of the wolves dropped. This
time the remainder of the pack grew scared and vanished into the
brushwood as if by magic.
"They have gone!" cried Giant, excitedly. "I thought that would
make 'em skip."
"Don't be so sure about that," was Whopper's reply. "They may be
watching us from behind the bushes. If they---I see one of them
now!"
"Let us give them another shot!"
Again the weapons were discharged, both boys thinking it great
sport to lay the wolves low. This time two more were hit, but
merely wounded. They ran away yelping with pain, and the balance
of the pack went after them. Looking from the tree, the boy hunters
saw them cross an open space some distance away and then plunge into
the woods of the next hillside.
"That finished them," said Whopper, drawing a sigh of relief. "They
are now thoroughly scared and I don't think they'll dare to come back.
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