Both were dry, but eating snow did not seem to quench their thirst.

The wind increased as they ate, but the snow now came down more lightly.
They decided to strike out on something of a trail running to the northwest.

It was hard work hauling and carrying the sled over the rocks and through the bushes, and they often had to halt for breath.
"There goes something!" cried Tom presently.

"Sam, did you see it ?" "I saw something, but it disappeared before I could make out what it was." The object had crossed their path a hundred feet ahead of them.

Now it reappeared somewhat closer, and both boys saw that it was a lean and hungry-looking wolf.
"A wolf!" cried Sam.
"Wonder if I hadn't better shoot him," said Tom, unslinging his gun.
"Better save your powder, Tom.