Them. "If you please," she said, "I'

[Maratre Kintzer]

Ilbe grew stronger and stronger, taller and

taller, handsomer and handsomer every day, living his happy life in the
wild woods of green Ireland. _Ailbe leaves his Forest Home_ Now one
day, a year or two after this, a hunter came riding over the mountain
on his way home from the chase, and he happened to pass near the cave
where Ailbe and the wolves lived. As he was riding under the trees he
saw a little white creature run across the path in front of him. At
first he thought it
was a rabbit; but it was too big for a rabbit, and besides, it did not
hop. The hunter jumped down from his horse and ran after

the funny animal to find out what it was. His long legs soon overtook
it in a clump of
bushes where it was hiding, and imagine the hunter's surprise when he
found that it had neither fur nor horns nor four feet nor a tail,
but that it was a beautiful

child who could not stand upright, and whose little, bare body ran on
all-fours like a baby wolf! It was little Ailbe, the wolf-mother's pet,
who had
grown so fast that he was almost able to take care of himself. But he
was not quite able, the hunter thought; and he said to himself

that he would carry the poor little thing home to
his kind wife, that she might take care of him. So he caught Ailbe up
in his arms, kicking and squealing and biting like the wild little
animal he was, and wrapped him in a corner of his great cloak. Then he
jumped on his horse with a chirrup and galloped away out of the woods
toward his

village. But Ailbe did not want to leave his forest

home, the wolf-den, and

his little wolf-brothers. Especially he did not want to leave his dear
foster mother. So he screamed and struggled t
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