Upon  another  occasion  I  had  a  somewhat  similar  adventure. A   frightful    wolf  rushed   upon  me  so  suddenly,  and  so  close,  that  I  could  do  nothing  but  follow  mechanical  instinct,  and thrust  my  fist  into  his  open  mouth.  For  safety's  sake  I  pushed on  and  on,  till  my  arm  was  fairly  in  up  to  the  shoulder.  How should  I  disengage  myself  ?  I  was  not  much  pleased  with  my awkward  situation — with  a  wolf  face  to  face,  our  ogling  was  not of  the  most  pleasant  kind.  If  I  withdrew  my  arm,  then  the animal  would  fly  the  more  furiously  upon  me ;  that  I  saw  in his  flaming  eyes.  So  in  a  moment  I  laid  hold  of  his  entrails, turned  him  inside  out  like  a  glove,  and  flung  him  to  the ground,  where  I  left  him.

- Chapter 2