I had gone on ahead, and made my way up a hill over which we should have to pass, that I might obtain before sunset a wide view around, when I saw some way before me a number of creatures moving about.  They seemed to be very busy, but what they were doing I could not make out.  Some objects lay near them on the ground.  I hastened on, and when I got nearer I perceived that the objects were broken pieces of waggons,-- several wheels, and portions of the woodwork,--while the animals, I had no doubt, were wolves, from the horrid sounds which reached me; a mixture of snarling, yelping, barking, and growling, for I cannot otherwise describe the noise made by the creatures.