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KAZAN ft S 9 S M * r a « a tt& a » fi'5 tta 5 S 8 Copyright by the Bobbe-Merrtll Company. FOR THE FIRST HIS LIFE THE T IM E KAZAN JOY OF IN KNOWS PERFECT FREEDOM — MEETS CHALLENGE THE HOW HE OF A HUGE GRAY WOLF. Kazan is a vicious Alaskan sledge dog. one-quarter gray wolf. He saves his master’s life and Is taken along when the mas ter goes to civilization to meet his bride and return with her to the frozen country. Even the master is afraid to touch the dog. but Isobel, Kazan’s new mistress, wins his devotion In stantly. On the way northward McCready, a dog-team driver. Joins the party. Inflamed by drink on the following night, McCready beats the master In sensible and attacks the bride. Kazan flies at the assailant’s throat and kills him. Fearful of punishment, the dog takes to the woods and wild life. CHAPTER IV.—Continued. After that cry Kazan sat for a long time on his haunches, sniffing the new freedom of the air, and watching the deep black pits in the forest about him. as they faded away before dawn. Now and then, since the day the traders had first bought him and put him into sledge-traces away over on the Macken zie, he had often thought of his free dom longingly, the wolf blood in him urging him to take it. But he had never quite dared. It thrilled him now. There were no clubs here, no whips, none of the man-beasts whom he hud first learned to distrust, and then to hate. It was his misfortune—that quarter-strain of wolf ; and the clubs, instead of subduing him, had added to the savagery that was born in him. Men had been his worst enemies. They had beaten him time and again until he was almost dead. They called him “bad,” and stepped wide of him, and never missed the chance to snap a whip over his back. His body was cov ered with scars they had given him. He had never felt kindness, or love, until the first night the woman had put her warm little hand on his head, and had snuggled her face close down to his, while Thorpe—her hucband—had cried out in horror. He had almost hurled his fangs in her white flesh, but in an instant her gentle touch, and her sweet voice, had sent through him that wonderful thrill that was his first knowledge of love. And now it was a man who was driving him from her, away from the hand that had never held a club or a whip, und he growled as he trotted deeper into the forest. He came to the edge of a swamp as -day broke. For a time he had been filled with a strange uneasiness, and light did not quite dispel IL At last he was free of men. He could detect nothing that reminded him of their hated presence in the air. But neither could he smell the presence of other dogs, of the sledge, the fire, of compan ionship and food, and so far back as he could remember they had always been a part of his life. Here It was very quiet The swamp lay In a follow between two ridge mountains, and the spruce and cedar grew low and thick—so thick that there was almost no snow under them, and the day was like twilight Two things he began to miss more than all others—food and company. Both the wolf and the dog that was in him de manded the first, and that part of him that was dog longed for the latter. To both desires the wolf blood that was strong In him rose responsively. It told him that somewhere In this silent world between the two ridges there was companionship, and that all he bad to do to find It was to sit back on his haunches, and cry out bis loneli ness. More than once something trem bled in his deep chest, rose In his throat, and ended there In a whine. It was the wolf howl, not yet quite born. Food came more easily than voice. Toward midday he cornered a big white rabbit under a log, and killed I t Thé warm flesh and blood was better than frozen fish, or tallow and bran, and the feast he had gave him confi dence. That afternoon he chased many rabbits, and killed two more. Until now, he had never known the delight at hint. He still bore the scent of traces, aud of man. The pack would have torn him to pieces. The first luatlnct of the wild Is thut of self-preservation. It may have been thia, a whisper back through the yeurs of aavage forebears, that made Kazun roll In the snow now nnd then where the feet of the pack had trod the thickest. That night the pack killed a caribou on the edge of the lake, and feasted until nearly dawn. Kazan hung In the face of the wind. The smell of blood and of warm flesh tickled his nostrils, und his sharp ears could catch the cracking of bones. But the instinct was stronger thnn the temptation. Not until broad duy, when the pack had scattered far and wide over the plain, did he go boldly to the scene of the kill. He found nothing but an nrea of blood-reddened snow, covered with bones, entrails und torn bits of tough hide. But It was enough, and he rolled in it, nnd burled hls nose in what was left, and remained all that day close to It, saturating himself with tha scent of It That night, when the moon and the stars came out again, he sat back with fear and hesitation no longer In hlin, and announced himself to hls uew com rades of the great plain. The pack hunted agulu that night, or else It was a new pack that started miles to the south, and came up with a doe caribou to the big frozen lake. The night was almost as clear as day, and from the edge of the forest Kazun first saw the caribou run out on the lake a third of a mile away. The pack was about a dozen strong, and had already split Into the fatal horseshoe forma tion. the two leaders running almost abreast of the kill, and slowly dosing In. With a sharp yelp Kazan darted out Into the moonlight. He was directly In the path of the fleeing doe, and bore down upon her with lightning speed. Two hundred yards away the doe saw him, and swerved to the right and the leader on that side met her with open Jaws. Kazan was In with the second leader, and leaped at the doe’s soft throat. In a snarling mass the pack closed In from behind, and the doe went down, with Kazan half under her body, hls fangs sunk deep in her Jugu lar. She lay heavily on him, but he did not lose hls hold. It was hls first big kill. His blood ran like Are. He snarled between hls clamped teeth. Nqt until the last quiver had left the body over him did he pull himself out from under her chest and forelegs. He had killed a rabbit that day and was not hungry. So he sat back in the snow and waited, while the ravenouz pack tore at the dead doe. After a lit tle he came nearer, nosed In between two of them, and was nipped for hls In trusion. As Kazan drew back, still hesitating to mix with hls wild brothers, a big gray form leaped out of the pack and drove straight for hls throat. He had Just time to throw hls shoulder to the attack, and for a moment the two rolled over and over In the snow. They were up before the excitement of sud den battle had drawn the pack from the feast. Slow’y they circled about each other, their white fangs bare, their yellowish backs bristling like brushes. The fatal ring of wolves drew about the fighters. It was not new to Kazan. A dozen times he had sat In rings like this, waiting for the final moment More than once he had fought for his life within the circle. It was the sledge- dog way of fighting. Unless man Inter rupted with a club or a whip It always ended In death. Only one fighter could come out alive. Sometimes both died. And there was no man here—only that fatal cordon of waiting whlte-fanged demons, ready to leap upon and tear to pieces the first of the fighters who was thrown upon hls side or back. Ka zan was a stranger, but he did not fear those that hemmed him in. The one great law of the pack would compel them to be fair. He kept hls eyes only on the big gray leader who had challenged him. Shoul der to shoulder they continued to circle. Where a few moments before there had been the snapping of Jaws and the rending of flesh there was now silence. Soft-footed and soft-throated mongrel dogs from the south would have snarled and growled, but Kazan nnd the wolf were still, their ears laid forward Instead of back, their tails free and bushy. Suddenly the wolf struck In with the swiftness of lightning, and hls J bwb came together with the sharpness of steel striking steel. They missed by an Inch. In that same Instant Kazan darted In to the side, and like knives hls teeth gashed the wolf’s flank. They circled again, their eyes grow ing redder, their lips drawn back until they seemed to have disappeared. And then Kazan leaped for that death-grip at the throat—ami missed. It was only by an Inch again, and the wolf came back, as he had done, and laid open Kazan’s flank so that the blood ran down hls leg and reddened the snow. The burn of that flank-wound told Kazan that hls enemy was old in CHAPTER V. f ' “ /* the game of fighting. He crouched low, his head straight o u t nod his throat close to the snow. It was a Leader of the Pack. All that night Kazan kept close to trick Kazan had learned In puppybood the hunt-pack, but never quite ap —to shield hls throat, and w ait Twice the wolf circled about hint proached It This was fortunate for * pursuing and killing at will, even though be did not eat nil be killed. But there was no tight In the rab bits. They died too easily. They were very sweet and tender to ea t when he was huugry, but the first thrill of kill ing them passed away after n time. He wanted something bigger. He no long er slunk along na if he were afraid, or as If he wanted to remain hidden. He held his head up. Ills back bristled. His tall swung free and bushy, like a w olfs. Every hair In his body quiv ered with the electric energy of life and action. He traveled north and west. It was the call of early days— the days away up on the Mackenzie. The Mackenzie was a thousand miles away. He came upon many trails In the snow that day, and sniffed the sceuts left by the hoofs of moose and caribou, and the fur-padded feet of a lynx. He followed a fox, and the trail led him to a place shut In by tall spruce, where the snow was beuten down and red dened with blood. There was an owl’s head, feathers, wings and entrails lying here, and he knew that there were other hunters abroad besides himself. Toward evening he came upon tracks in the snow that were very much like his own. They were quite fresh, and there was a warm scent about them that made him whine, and filled him again with that desire to fall back up on his haunches and send forth the wolf-cry. This desire grew stronger in him as the shadows of night deep ened In the forest. He had traveled all day, but he was not tired. There was something about night, now that there were no men near, that exhilarat ed him strangely. The wolf blood in him ran swifter and swifter. Tonight It was clear. The sky was filled with stars. The moon rose. And at last he settled back In the snow and turned his head straight up to the spruce tops, and the wolf came out of him in a long mournful cry which quivered through the still night for miles. For a long time he sat and listened after that howl. He had found voice— a voice with a strange new note In It and it gave him still greater confidence. He had expected an answer, but none came. He had traveled in the face of the wind, and as he howled, a bull moose crashed through the scrub tim ber ahead of him, his horns rattling against the trees like the tattoo of a clear birch club as he put distance be tween himself and that cry. Twice Kazan howled before he went on, and he found Joy In the practice of that new note. He came then to the foot of a rough ridge, and turned up out of the swamp to the top of It The stars and the moon were nearer to him there, and on the other side of the ridge he looked down upon a great sweeping plain, with a frozen lake glis tening in the moonlight, nnd a white river leading from It off into timber that was neither so thick nor so black as that in the swamp. And then every muscle In his body grew tense, and his blood leaped. From far off In the plain there came a cry. It was his cry—the wolf-cry. His Jaws snapped. His white fangs gleamed, and he growled deep in his throat He wanted to reply, but some strange In stinct urged him not to. That instinct of the wild was already becoming mas ter of him. In the air, In the whisper ing of the spruce tops, in the moon and the stars themselves, there breathed a spirit which told him that what he had heard was the wolf-cry, but that It was not the wolf call. The other came an hour later, clear aud distinct, that same walling howl at the beginning—but ending In a staccato of quick sharp yelps that stirred his blood at once Into a fiery excitement that It had never known before. The same instinct told him that this was the call—the hunt-cry. It urged him to come quickly. A few moments later It came again, and this time there was a reply from close down along the foot of the ridge, and another from so far away that Kazan could scarcely hear it. The hunt-pack was gathering for the night chase; but Kazan sat quiet and trembling. He was not afraid, but he was not ready to go. The ridge seemed to split the world for him. Down there it was new, and strange, nnd without men. From the other side something seemed pulling him back, nnd suddenly he turned his head and gazed back through the moon'It space behind him, and whined. It was the dog-whine now. The woman was back there. He could hear her voice. He could feel the touch of her soft hand. He could see the laughter In her face and eyes, the laughter that had made him warm and happy. She was calling to him through the forests, nnd he was torn between desire to answer that call, and desire to go down into the plain. For he could also see many men waiting for him with clubs, and he could hear the cracking of whips, and feel the sting of their lashes. For a long time he remained on the top of the ridge that divided his world. And then, at la st he turned add went down Into the plain. and Kazan pivoted slowly, hls eyes half cloaed. A second time the wolf leaped and Kazan threw up hls terrible JnjFA aure of that fatal grip Juat In frout of the forelegs. Ilia teeth snapped on empty air. With the nlmbleneas of a cat the wolf had goue completely over hls back. The trick had failed, and with a rumble of the dog-snarl In bis throat Kazan reached the wolf In a single bound. They met breast to breast Their fangs clashed and with the whole weight of hls b<Nly, Kuzau flung him self against the w olfs shoulders, cleared hls Jaws, nnd struck again for the throat hold. It was another rnlae— by a hair's breadth- and before be could recover, the w olfs teeth were buried In the back of hls neck. How Kazan chooses a mate and learns the Joys of bossing a wolf pack Is described vividly In the next Installment CM U S C O N T IN U S U .J WHEN ONE'S LIFE IS SHAPED Not In tho Cradle, But From 12 to 18 Years of Age, Prof. Earl Barnee Declares. »«♦♦♦*♦*****♦♦♦******♦«*•;; * SILO QUALIFICATIONS, ¡j J 5 2 * J * I * ■ 2 * It should be alr-tlght, to keep tho air out and the Julcna In. It ahould be smooth, to i>ennlt the silage to Mettle without le a v Ing air spaces along the walL It ahould be constructed of durable material which will not decay or blow down. Tho diameter should be such that from two to three Inches of Milage will be fed off each day. There Is an advantage In the tall alio, because tho allnge at the bottom In compressed by the weight of that above. It ahould he so built that It can withstand the bursting pressure of tho allage. The weight of allnge differs from year to yeur, according to tho «»mount of moisture In the all- ag*. J J i n , r ’ J , r , J , , 2 j * * 2 5 | J { * J * 2 2 * , r J J i r ’ J i r j r ’ r , r i r , , ’ J ,, ’ J ’ J A ♦♦♦*««♦*«♦*♦«*♦*********'•' ¡FEEDING FARM WORK HORSES Farmers Are Urged to Utilize Home- Grown Feeds to Fullest E x te n t- Grain la Essential. In feeding horses utilize home- “ T he hand that rocks the cradle ! grown feeds to tho fullest extent. In rules the w orldf Nonsense; It only : a section where corn can he well ma handles the material. The time of the tured, this grain ought to constitute shaping of life la from twelve to eight the greater portion of the concentrated een years old; that la the formative feed for work horses. period. All great educators know Corn alone can be used as a grain that,’} Karl Barnes said lu bis lecture feed for work horses If a g<»«d quality on Jean Christophe at Pittsburgh. It i of alfalfa or clover hay la fed for was the last of six studies In genius roughage. When combined with mixed given by Mr. Baruee before the Uni hay or timothy hay. a grain combina versity Extension society. tion of three parta con« nnd one part “Nothing Is more tragic than the re oata by weight la a satisfactory mix lation of genius to professional life,** ture. said Mr. Barnes. “Genius Is solitary If oats are scarce and high In price, and individual, can never he fulfilled cottonseed-meal or olltneal may be until It goes out from the routine and i substituted for the protein furnished stays o u t If genius were respectable, i by the oats. One-thtrd to one-half like you or me, he would he mediocre pound of linseed meal will, with the like you or me.” amount secured through mixed lu»y. furnish sufficient protein for a 1.500- Racial Differences. pound working horse. A horse nt farm work requires from A new Idea la that races of men may be differentiated chemically, Just as 1U 1° 1% pounds of gruln per 100 they are separated by eaally seen phy i pounds live weight dally. Feed grain sical or anatomical peculiarities of sufficient to keep the horse In good make-up, hair, skin, etc. In the blood working condition. Hay may be lim of Germans a count ot 4,570,000 white ited to the standard of u pound of hay corpuscles per cubic millimeter has to 100 pounds live weight dally. He- been made, while a similar count in the duce the grain one-half on days when blood of French has shown an average the horse Is Idle to avoid asoturta. of 5,500,000; and it 1s believed that other racial differences quite as notable ENTRANCE IS CARLE-PROOF will be revealed when a wide compara tive study shall huve been made. The Posts Arranged In Such Manner as to study as suggested would Include the Admit Person, but Always Closed density of organs, viscosity of the to Animals. blood, and the general chemical rela tions of the various parts of the body. To make a gate that a person can It is pointed out that the results might witer but cattle cannot go through, dear up the mystery of the Immunity net one post in each direction about of certain races to certain diseases, ex plain the cat-nnd-dog antipathies of eight Inches apart or so you can go same races, and show us why certain through with ease, nays a Minnesota Instincts and appetites are so persist write»- in The Farmer. In n fence run- ent in various people. Doctor Barlllon : nlng east and west, place one post on foresees that the chemical test of races = = g would even greatly aid In shaping Im migration and marriage laws. t » War on Mosquitoes. The New Jersey Mosquito Extermin Cattle-Proof Gate. ation association has asked the legis lature of that atate to appropriate >100,- the west, one on the north, one on the 000 for prosecution of scientific war* eust, and one on the south. Nall the fare on mosquitoes. This sum will be rails on the two posts east and w e st supplementary to funds provided by and you will have an entrance that la counties, cities nnd towns in the state always open for a person but cloaed for the same purpose. Part of the to a cow. Put one of these gates la work consists In drainage of extensive your cowyard fence where you enter salt marshes, fi'.ing In lowlnnds, study I often. ing the habits of the Insects, oiling pools, etc. It Is expected that in the course of the campaign more than 200,- SWISS CHARD FOR CHICKENS 000 acres of now useless land where the Insects propagate will be redeemed Leaves Make Best of Green Food for Fowls, and Many Raise It Espe and made agriculturally available. cially for That Purpose. New York City as a State. Col. J. B. Bellinger wants the city of New York elevuted Into a new state. To that end he would have annexed to It adjacent slices of Connecticut and New Jersey. In hls opinion erection of the city Into a state would bring power to solve complicated problems, such as transportation and food dis tribution. Should his idea be adopted the new atnte would possess the unique distinction of being the only state la the Union without an agricultural area or farming population. Gold In History. Gold was known from the earliest historic times, and is mentioned In the eleventh verse of the second chapter of Genesis. At first It was chiefly used for ornaments. The trade of the gold smith Is mentioned In the fourth verse of the seventeenth chapter of Judges, In connection with the overlaying ot idols with gold leaf. T h e Lady 8poks Last. A flve-year-old girl and a three-year- old girl were talking. T m older than you,” said the boy, elated over tha fa c t Said the girl, “Well, I'm news* than yon!” The Conclusion. T h e Smiths rejoicing In the in crease of pay their boy.hea received.” “Ah, so to speak, basffing In tha soo’a raise.’ A Swiss chard Is fine If not allowed to get too large. It should ho kept picked rather closely. The leaves make tha beet of green food for the hens and chickens, nnd many poultry keepers raise It especially for thia purpose. MOST NUTRITIOUS OF FOODS 8weet Corn le More Easily Dried Than Almost Any Other Vegetable —Plant Good Supply. (By R. W. THATCHER, Minnesota Ex periment Station.) Dried sweet corn Is one of the most nutritious foods. Sweet com Is more easily dried than almost any other gar den vegetable. For these reasons very large nmounts of sweet com should be dried this summer for uso next winter. It can be planted on small tracts or In largo fields and Is one of the most easily cultivated gar den crops. For tablo use, small lots of quick- maturing varieties like the Early Golden Bantam should be planted] but for drying for a winter use, the larger and heavier yielding sorts, as Coun try Gentleman and Stowell’s Ever green, should be used. L e t everyone who has a garden or field available plant plenty of ewoet corn to give a summer supply and al large excess to ba dried for winter; ? 4 4