HOW BRAVE WALTER HUNTED WOLVES 71
' Well, then, Walter can take the miller's little Lisa with him. She can sit on a stone and look on,' said Jonas.
' No, she would certainly be frightened,' said Walter, ' and how would it do for a girl to go wolf-hunting ? Come with me, Jonas, and you shall have the skin, and I will be content with the ears and the tail.'
' No, thank you,' said Jonas, ' Walter can keep the skin for himself. Now I see quite well that he is frightened. Fie, shame on him !'
This touched Walter's pride very near. ' I shall show that I am not frightened,' he said ; and so he took his drum, sabre, cock's feather, clasp-knife, pop-gun and air-pistol, and went off quite alone to the wood to hunt wolves.
It was a beautiful evening, and the birds were singing in all the branches. Walter went very slowly and cautiously. At every step he looked all round him to see if perchance there was anything lurking behind the stones. He quite thought something moved away there in the ditch. Perhaps it was a wolf. ' It is better for me to beat the drum a little before I go there,' thought Walter.
Br-r-r, so he began to beat his drum. Then something moved again. Caw ! caw ! a crow flew up from the ditch. Walter immediately regained courage. ' It was well I took my drum with me,' he thought, and went straight on with courageous steps. Very soon he came quite close to the kiln, where the wolves had killed the ram. But the nearer he came the more dreadful he thought the kiln looked. It was so gray and old. Who knew how many wolves there might be hidden there ? Perhaps the very ones which killed the ram were still sitting there in a corner. Yes, it was not at all safe here, and there were no other people to be seen in the neighbourhood. It would be horrible to be eaten up here in the daylight, thought Walter to himself; and