They looked around, wondering what had become of him, or where he could have gone.

They espied the hound at some distance up the stream, and apparently engaged with some object upon the bank.

They all ran towards him.

On arriving near the spot, they perceived that it was the skeleton of a large buffalo with which the dog was engaged.

The poor brute, hungry as he was, could do but little else than lick it; for the wolves had not left as much meat upon it as would have filled the smallest of his teeth! Even the pieces of torn skin that lay around had been chewed dry by these ravenous animals; and the bones appeared as free from flesh as if they had been scraped by a knife.