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Copyright by the Bobbe-Merrtll Company.
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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
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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
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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.
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SILO QUALIFICATIONS,
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the silage to Mettle without le a v
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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.
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¡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.
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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;
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