58 THE ADVENTURES OF PRINCE HEMPSEED.

rushed on the wolf—seized him—bit him—tore at his
stomach.

It was a dreadful battle—a mortal conflict, marked by
wounds and howlings.

But after furious struggles, the wolf and the dog, cling-
ing to each other, rolled over the edge of the rock, into the
the abyss, where the torrents poured along. On—on—on
they rolled for a length of time.

And then a deep silence followed that dreadful: fall.

But at the end of a few minutes, Prince Hempseed
heard the rustling of an animal breathlessly attempting to
climb up the rock, and falling back with every fresh effort.

At the risk of his life,—at the risk of bringing the wolf
back upon him,
—the little prince
took off his lea-
thern belt, and

 
  
   
  
  
  
 
  
 
 
   
 

tA foe body
, soon attached it-
self to the belt:
= the prince drew the
weight with difficulty

; towards him; and the
body at length reached the edge
of the rock. Was it the wolf,
come to devour them? or was
se it the dog whom he had saved
“ea from death?

It was Turnspit who came back, with
* gory mouth; for he had killed the wolf,
: The night was at length passed; and day
broke. By its pale light, the two children saw ihe
village of Lans-de-burgh, which is built at the foot
of Mount Cenis, almost at their feet.