The Greenville Enterprise

Skating for Life.

A story is told of a man who came on a pack of hungry wolves while skating in an overflowed forest in the Northwest. He threw aside his gun and overcoat, and whizzed away for dear life.

It soon became apparent that he could not hope to get such a clear run as to put on a top-speed, and so leave them behind; but he was a practised skater, a 'dab' at the fancy work acquired on the rinks, where people skate for pastime, and learn to be elegant and swan-like. His outer edge and figure-skating saved him. On came the wolves full pelt, their hot breath reaching him just as he put on a desperate spurt, when whish! he flew round in a beautiful circle, and the shaggy wretches, carried on by their own tremendous impetus, were a long way in front, while he went gliding off in a contrary direction.

Over and over again did he practice this manoeuvre in smaller circles, till the wolves themselves, baffled, and in their rage snapping and biting at each other, began to flag and to think that after all they were in chase of the shadow of a man-a hungry dream of human flesh. Round and round went the skater, still with a cool head and clenched fist, working nearer and nearer home, until at last, in the clearing of the forest, the pursuers gave up, and, with a howl of disappointment, fled into the thickets.