"They must be seven or eight miles away, and I may not be able to find them.

They may have moved away to some other part of the forest.

Ah! I have an idea! Suppose I cut a pole, tie the wolf's legs together and put the pole through them; then we can hoist the pole up and lash its ends behind the two saddles.

The horses may not mind so much if it's not put upon their backs." "That might do," Ernest agreed; "but you mustn't make the pole more than six or seven feet long, or we shall have difficulty in riding between the trees." The pole was soon cut and the wolf in readiness to be lifted, but the horses still refused to stand steady.
"Blindfold them, Harry," Ernest said suddenly, "and tie them up to two trees a few feet apart." This was soon done, and the boys then patted and soothed them until they became quiet.

The pole was now lifted, and this time they managed to lay it across the saddles and to lash it securely to the cantles.