HOW BRAVE WALTER HUNTED WOLVES 69
burnt cork in his pocket to blacken his moustache, and a red cock's feather to put in his cap to make himself look fierce. He had besides in his trouser pocket a clasp knife with a bone handle, to cut off the ears of the wolves as soon as he had killed them, for he thought it would be cruel to do that while they were still living.
It was such a good thing that Jonas was going with corn to the mill, for Walter got a seat on the load, while Caro ran barking beside them. As soon as they came to the wood Walter looked cautiously around him to see perchance there was a wolf in the bushes, and he did not omit to ask Jonas if wolves were afraid of a drum. ' Of course they are ' (that is understood) said Jonas. Thereupon Walter began to beat his drum with all his might while they were going through the wood.
When they came to the mill Walter immediately asked if there had been any wolves in the neighbourhood lately.
' Alas ! yes,' said the miller, ' last night the wolves have eaten our fattest ram there by the kiln not far from here.'
' Ah ! ' said Walter, ' do you think that there were many ? '
' We don't know,' answered the miller.
' Oh, it is all the same,' said Walter. ' I only asked so that I should know if I should take Jonas with me.
' I could manage very well alone with three, but if there were more, I might not have time to kill them all before they ran away.'
' In Walter's place I should go quite alone, it is more manly,' said Jonas.
' No, it is better for you to come too,' said Walter. ' Perhaps there are many.'
' No, I have not time,' said Jonas, ' and besides, there are sure not to be more than three. Walter can manage them very well alone.'
' Yes,' said Walter, ' certainly I could ; but, you see,