It is only for a moment; then the circle narrows. Each disabled beast is replaced by three which hunger for blood. There is a rush—a swirl—and the cry of despair is drowned in the chorus of snarls as the pack fight over the feast.
The gray of morning—the sunlight of noonday—the stars of evening will look down upon grinning skull and whitening bones, and the wolf will return to crunch them again. Men will not bury them. They will look down upon them as we look, and ride away with a feeling that ’tis but another dark secret of the wonderful prairie.
THE LADY AND THE EARL.
The figures in the text of this piece indicate the gestures to be made, as shown in Typical Gestures, at the beginning of Part II. of this volume.
I saw her in the festive halls, in scenes of pride and[16] glee,
’Mongst many beautiful and fair, but none so fair as she;
Hers was the most attractive[2] form that mingled in the scene,
And all who saw her said she moved a goddess and a queen.