When they had dug in about six or eight feet, the old wolf bolted with her three whelps and the boy.

The trooper mounted and pursued, followed by the fleetest young men of the party; and as the ground over which they had to fly was more even, he headed them, and turned the whelps and boy back upon the men on foot, who secured the boy, and let the old dam and her three cubs go on their way.
They took the boy to the village, but had to tie him, for he was very restive, and struggled hard to rush into every hole or den they came near.

They tried to make him speak, but could get nothing from him but an angry growl or snarl.

He was kept for several days at the village, and a large crowd assembled every day to see him.

When a grown-up person came near him, he became alarmed, and tried to steal away; but when a child came near him, he rushed at it, with a fierce snarl like that of a dog, and tried to bite it.