K—
KAZAN
The S t o r y o f
a D o¿ That
T u rn ed W o l f
By JAMES OLIVER CU RW O OD
C o p y rig h t B obb o-M orrd l C « .
WITH W O N D E R F U L ANIM AL INSTINCT. KAZAN S E N S E S
D E A T H N E A R HIM. A N D L O V I N G J OA N. D E C I D E S
T O S T A Y BY H E R T E M P O R A R I L Y
Kazan, a vicious Alaskan sledge dog. one-quarter wolf, saves the
life of Thorpe, his master, and is taken along when the master goes to
civilization to meet his bride and return with her to the frozeu coun
try. Even Thorpe is afraid to touch Kazan, but Isobel, the dog’s new
mistress, wins his affection at once. On the way northward M o
Cready. a dog-team driver. Joins the party and the following night
beats the master insensible and attacks the bride. Kazan kills M o
Cready. flees to the woods. Joins a wolf pack, whips the leader, takes
a young mate. Cray Wolf, and a few nights later drives off the pack
which had attacked human beings and protects a sick man. his daugh
ter, Joan, and her baby. Won by their kindness the wolf-dog submits
to adoption by Joan.
This day the chief thing thut he
came to understand was (hat the little
creature on the sledge was very pre
cious to the girl who stroked Ills head
and talked to him, nnd that It was very
helpless. He learned, too, that Joan
was most delighted, and that her voice
was softer and thrilled him more
deeply, when he paid attention to that
T h e fine, b r a v e d o g s t r a i n In
little, warm, living thing iu the bear
K a z a n c o m e s to the f r o n t a g a i n
skin.
in a c r i s i s a n d once m o r e he
For a long time after they made
p e r f o r m s a g r e a t s e r v i c e — a s de
camp Pierre Iludisson sat beside the
s c r ib e d in the n e x t in st a llm e n t .
tire. Tonight he did not smoke. He
stared straight Into the flames. When
nt Inst he rose to go into the tent
tTO UK e o N T I N U K I » )
with the girl and the baby, he bent
over Kazan and examined his hurt.
“ You’ve got to work In the traces to R E C O R D S P O S I T I O N O F S T A R S
morrow. boy,” he said.
“ We must
make the river by tomorrow night, lr N e w A s t r o n o m i c a l I n s t r u m e n t , Known
a s the B l i n k M ic r o s c o p e , I s a
we don’t— ”
V a l u a b l e In v e n tio n .
He did not finish. He was choking
back one o f those tearing coughs when
One o f the newest of astrounmlcnl
the tent-flap dropped behind him. Kn-
Instruments
Is the blink microscop«.
znn lay stiff nnd alert, his eyes tilled
with a strange anxiety. He did not The principle Involved is similar to
like to see ltndisson enter the tent, that of the moving picture machine.
for stronger than ever there hung that In the latter the film used consists of
oppressive mystery In the air about ' a series of pictures, each u little dif
him, and it seemed to be a part of ferent from Its predecessor. If these
! are presented In rapid succession tho
Pierre.
series Is fused into one picture In
Three times that night he heard
faithful Gray W olf calling for him which the succeeding differences ap
deep In the forest, and each time he pear ns motion. The hllnk microscope
answered her.
Toward dawn she enables one to compare a photograph
came in close to camp, once he (-aught of a jH>rtlon of the heavens with an
the scent o f her when she circled other of the same region taken sev
eral years inter. An Ingenlus contri
around In the wind, and he tugged and
vance brings first one then the other
whined at the end o f his chain, hoping
plate into view in rapid succession.
If in the Interval between the two ex-
jsisnres a star In the region has
changed Its |M>sltlnu appreciably It will
appear to move and can be detected at
once. Formerly If was necessary to
measure cnrefully the isisltlons of all
the stars on both plates In order to d o
tect those with large proper motions.
Such stars are sometimes called "run
away” stars.
V II— C o n t in u e d .
his breast, where the pain seemed rend-
—7—
ing him.
Pierre knelt beside her. He was
“ Frost-bitten lung,” he said, speak-
proffering
something.
and
Kazan ing straight at Kazan. “ Got it early in
smelled meat. P>ut it was the girl's the winter, up at Fond du Lac. Hope
hand that made him tremble and we'll get home— in time— with the
shiver, and when she drew back, urging kids.”
him to follow her, he dragged himself
In the loneliness and emptiness of
painfully a foot or two through the ! the big northern wilderness one falls
snow. Not until then did the girl see into the habit of talking to one's self,
his mangled leg. In an instant she hud Hut Kazan's head was alert, nnd his
forgotten all caution, aud was down ! eyes watchful, so Pierre spoke to him.
close at his side.
“ We’ve got to get them home, and
“ He can't walk,” she cried, a sudden there s only you and me to do it,” he
tremble in her voice. "Look, mon pere! said, twisting his beard. Suddenly he
Here is a terrible cut. W e must carry j clenched his fists,
him.”
|
hollow racking cough convulsed
"I guessed that much,” replied Rad- him ngain.^
lsson. “ For that reason I brought the |
H om e. he panted, clutching his
blanket. Mon Dieu, listen to that!”
I ‘ best.
It s eighty miles straight north
From the darkness of the forest I —t,° the Churchill—nnd I pray to God
there came a low wailing cry.
¡w e ll get there with the kids— before
Kazan lifted his head and a trem- niJ ^un^s
out-
He rose to his feet, and staggered n
bllng whifle answered in his throat. It
little as he walked. There was a collar
was Gray W olf calling to him.
It was a miracle that Pierre Radis- about Kazan's neck, and he chained
After that he
son should put the blanket about Ka him to the sledge.
zan, and carry him in to the camp, dragged throe or four small logs uj>on
without scratch or bite. It was this i
Are, and went quietly Into the tent
miracle that he achieved, with J o a n 's "h ere Joan nnd the bnby wpre already
arm resting on Kazan's shaggy neck as aRIeep. Several times that night Kazan
she held one end of the blanket. They ^pard the distant voice of Gray W olf
laid him down close to the fire, and aft- i ra,dng for him. but something told him
er a little it was the man again who tI*at Ae must not answer It now. To-
brought warm water and washed away | ward dawn Gra>' W olf came cl,>s« 1« to
the blood from the torn leg. and then the camp, and for the first time Kazan
put something on it that was soft and replied to her.
warm and soothing, and finally bound
C H A P T E R V III.
a cloth about I t
All this was strange and new to Ka
T he Message.
zan. Pierre's hand, as well as the
Kazan’s
howl
awakened the man. He
girl's, stroked his head. It was the man
who brought him a gruel of meal and came out of the tent, peered for a few
tallow, and urged him to eat, while moments up at the sky, built up the fire.
Joan sat with her chin in her two and began to prepare breakfast. He
hands, looking at the dog, and talking PaGpd Kazan on the hend, nnd gave
to him. A fter this, when he was quite j *dm a cI'un'£
meat. Joan came out
“ I Guessed T h a t M u c h ."
comfortable, and no longer afraid, he a few moments later, leaving ¿he bnby
heard a strange small cry from the asleep in the tent. She ran up and , that she would coine In and lie down nt
furry bundle on the sledge that brought kissed Pierre, and then dropped down his side. P.ut no sooner had Rndisson
on her knees beside Kazan, and talked
his head up with a jerk.
moved in the tent than Gruy W olf was
Joan saw- the movement, and heard to him almost as he had heard her talk gone. The man's fuee was thinner,
to
the
baby.
When
she
Jumped
up
to
the low answering whimper in his
and his eyes were redder this morn
throat.
She turned quickly to the help her father, Kazan followed her, ing. His rough was not so loud or so
bundle, talking and cooing to It as she nnd when Joan saw him standing firm- rending. It was like a wheeze, ns If
took It in her arms, and then she ly upon his legs she gave a cry of something hnd given way Inside, and
pulled back the bearskin so that Kazan pleasure.
before the girl came out he clutched
It was a strange Journey that began his hands often to his throat. Jonn’s
could see. He had never seen a baby
before, and Joan held it out before into the north that day. Pierre Radis- fuce whitened when she saw him.
him, so that he could look straight at son emptied the sledge of everything Anxiety gave way to feur In her eyes.
it and see what a wonderful creature It but the tent, blnnkets, food and the Pierre Radlsson laughed when she
was. Its little pink face stared stead furry nest for baby Joan. Then he har Hung her arms about him, and coughed
ily at Kazan. Its tiny fists reached nessed himself In the traces nnd to prove that what he said was true.
out, and it made queer little sounds at dragged the sledge over the snow. He j “ You see the cough Is not so bad.
him, and then suddenly it kicked and coughed incessantly.
my Joan,” he said. “ It Is breaking up
“ It’s a cough I ’ve hud half the win- I You cannot have forgotten, tnn cherle?
screamed with delight and laughed. At
those sounds Kazan’s whole body re ter,” lied Pierre, careful that Joan saw It always leaves one red-eyed and
laxed, and he dragged himself to the no sign of blood on his lips or beard. weak.”
girl’s feet.
“ I ’ll keep in the cabin for a week when
It was a cold, bleak, dark day that
followed, nnd through It Kazan nnd
“ See, he likes the baby!” she cried. we get home.”
Even Kazan, with that strnnge beast the man tugged nt the fore o f the
“ Mon pere, we must give him a name.
knowledge which man, unable to ex sledge, with Joan following In the
What shall It be?”
“ Wait till morning for that,” replied I I,Iain- calls instinct, knew that what he trail behind. Kazan’s wound no longer
the father. "It la lute, Joan. Go Into said was not the troth. Perhaps It hurt him. He pulled steadily with all
the tent, and sleep. We have no dogs was largely because he had heard other his splendid strength, nnd the man
now, and will travel slowly. So we men cough like this, and that for gen never lashed him once, but patted him
erations his sledge-dog ancestors had | with his mlttened hand on hend nnd
must start early.”
With her hand on the tent-flap, Joan heard men cough as Radlsson coughed back. The day grew stendlly darker,
and In the tops of the trees there was
— and had learned what followed it.
turned.
the low moaning of a storm.
More
than
once
he
had
scented
death
“ He came with the wolves,” she said.
Itarkness and the coming o f the
"L et us call him Wolf.” With one arm in tepees nnd cabins, which he had not
she was holding the little Joan. The <mtered, and more
n once he hnd storm did not drive Pierre Radlsson
other she stretched out to Kazan. sniffed at the myst- j of death that Into camp. “ We must reach the river,”
was not quite present, but near— Just he said to himself over and over again.
“ W o lf! W o lf!” she called softly.
Kazan’s eyes were on her. He knew as he hnd caught at a distance the “ We must reach the river— we must
that she was speaking to him, and he subtle warning o f storm and o f fire. reach the river— ” And he stendlly
And that strnnge thing seemed to be urged Kazan on to greater effort, while
drew himself a foot toward her,
'T ie knows It already I” she cried. very near to him now, as he followed his own strength ut the end of the
at the end o f his chain behind the traces grew less.
“ Good night, mon pere.”
It had begun to storm when Pierre
For a long time after she had gone sledge. It made him restless, and half
into the tent, old Pierre Itadlsson sat a dozen times, when the sledge stopped to build a fire at noon. The
on the edge o f the sledge, facing the stopped, he snifTed at the bit of hu- snow fell straight down In a white
flre, with Kazan at his feet. Suddenly manlty buried In the bearskin. Each deluge so thick that It hid the tree
Pierre
the silence was broken again by Gray time that he did this Joan was quick trunks fifty yards away.
W o lfs lonely howl deep In the forest. ly at his side, and twice she patted laughed when Joan shivered and snug
his scarred and grizzled head until gled close up to him with the bnby in
Kazan lifted his head and whined.
“ She’s calling for you, boy,” said every drop o f blood In his body leaped her arms. He waited only an hour,
riotously with a Joy which his body and then fastened Kazan In the traces
Pierre understanding^.
He coughed, and clutched a hand to ¡ did not reveal.
again, and bucktod the straps oooe
CHAPTER
more about his own waist. In the silent
gloom that was almost night Pierre
carried Ills compass in his hand, and
at last, late In the afternoon, they
came to a break in the timber line, u m l
ahead of them lay a plain, aerosa
which Itadlsson pointed an exultant
hand.
“ There’s the river, Joan,” ho said,
his voice faint and husky. “ We can
camp here now and wait for the storm
to pass.”
Under n thick clump o f sprue« ho
(Hit tip the tent, and then began gath
ering firewood. Joan hel|»od him. As
soon as they had boiled coffe« and
eaten u supper of meat and toasted
biscuits, Joan went Into the tent nnd
dropped exhausted on her thick tn*d
of balsnm boughs, wrapping herself
nnd the baby up close In the skins nnd
blankets. Tonight sin* had no word
for Kazan. And Pierre was glad that
she was tisi tired to sit beside (hit tiro
and talk.
Thousand K i s s e s a n H o u r .
Think of being kissed l.issi times an
hour, six hours at n stretch. Metter
still, think of these 6,000 kisses In six
hours, with time after each for a little
soit, sweet love note, and, perhaps. I f
yon nr** sentimentally nnd affection
ately Inclined, you may be able to pic
ture the performance which huppened
in I.nnghorne, I'a. It has set the
tongues flying.
To make matters worse, the two lov
ers who Indulge*! In this pleasant pas
time had an audience. They were
watched by none other than n dignified
professor, anti, far from minding tho
intrusion, as if proud of their accom
plishments, the two sweethearts Cooed
and sang to each other and kissed,
kissed and kissed.
The sweethearts are pnrrots, and
proud of It. They are not the every
day, plain variety, but nre o f brllllunt
ami gorgeous plumage and hall from
Australia.— Philadelphia Public le d
ger.
A
Bar
to
C onversation.
"A re you going to the imisqm-rude
ball?"
“ Yes.”
“ And what disguise will yon as
sume?”
“ I’ve been thinking o f going ns
George Washington."
" I f you present the character tvo
cnrntely you won’t be able to pay
many compliments to the ladles."
"W hy not?"
"George Washington never told a
lie, you know.”
Do Morgan Left Unfinished Novels.
William De Morgan was a man of
charming personality, nml also of
amazing Industry. When twitted once
about the lengths o f bis books, he re
plied:
“ My next will be a million
words." He possessed an extremely
kind heart nnd always visioned the
best In people. Ills own very happy
life Is reflected In the characteristic
optimism In his work. He left two
very fine novels unfinished.
M a r v e l o u s Banyan Tree.
The glnnt banyan under which Alex
ander is said to have camped with
7.000 men, now measures nearly 1,000
feet across tho head, contains about
3.000 trunks and forms a dense can
opy through which the sunshine never
penetrates. Several other species uiso
propagate In like manner.
Only One Egyptian Frog.
The only known species o f frog
which occurs at present In Egypt la
the rana escul&ta, the edible imtg eg
the eouUneut.
Against our will, we have been
forced Into the greutest conflict ever
known. Our national life and liber
ties and those of our children nr« nt
stuku, and w « are In this war with
very meager preparation. Fortunate
ly In Ihe last thris* years to supply
the ullles we huv« learned how to
manufacture In lurge quantity guns,
munitions and other war supplies.
This has given us tens of thousands
of mechanics nnd artisans so trained
that a large output of these war nec
essities can be quickly bad.
This war has made clear what w «
all ought to have known ami that Is
that the volunteer system o f service
utterly falls In a crisis, besides being
1 obviously unjust nnd undemocratic.
Experience shows there Is only on«
plan that will work and that Is uni
versal military training and service.
Aside from the training that will now
be given the men eullt*d by the selec
tive draft, we must permanently adopt
the plan of giving every young man
before he enters a business career at
least six months of Intensive training
to build U|i Ids pbyslqm* and develop
him In strength ami virility. Nothing
else will do so much for him; these
men to be subject to call for service,
nml they should be made available for
an> kind of service necessary to main
tain the army ami navy In lime of
war. It Is quite as necessary to plow
corn as to ipg trenches. A man may be
able to render a higher service to Ills
country behind lh<* plow or at a lathe
In u workshop than by operating a
machine gun In a battle line. Every
one must I n * brought to umlerstaml
(blit to* owes a duty to his country
that In a crisis must he paid In js*r-
sonnl service o f such kind as the coun
try may require of Idm. No matter
what that service may be. six months
of Intensive military training Is the
best possible preparation he eftn have
for It.
In return for the blessings and op-
[sirtuultics o f freedom we enjoy, we
owe our Country ii duty that must be
puld even If life must be sacrificed.
We have no right to shirk responsibil
ity nml endeavor to place the burden
til>on others.
We must win this war. or God help
us. Germany Is ii mighty foe nnd to
defeat tier we must go the limit. If
we do not win, liberty ami popular gov
ernment tuny he lost to tilt* world.
There Is one lesson we must now
tcuru, that we should have learned
years ago. ami that Is never again to
be caught In ii position where we nre
so completely unready to defend our
selves. We must adopt nml perma
nently maintain universal military
training. Without this our uutlotinl
life will never be secure. There Is no
assurance that the present will he the
last war. Such predictions have been
mude after every war. There Is only
one wuy ami that Is to be strong and
ready. If Is quite probable that If we
had been prepared the kaiser would
not have trampled upon our rights ami
we would not have been forced Into
this awful war. Now that we nre In,
we must go through to the end nml the
harder we light the sooner It will be
over.
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POULTRY POINTERS ;
When chicks lira confined to a lim
ited range, the ¿round should he
spaded up at frequent Intervals, so as
to provide fresh ground for them to
scratch In.
Any pullet thut d*s*s not begin lay
ing before the first extremely cold
weather will seldom lay mutiy eggs
during I»cccmher am] January.
On the farm where pullets hnve
plenty of range, hopper feeding gives
very satisfactory results; that Is, cer
tain food Is put Into a self-feeding' hop
per where It Is always available.
! There Is no economy In giving only
i »»tie kind of feed, because fowls nml
chicks need a vuriety In order to get
the required amount o f tile different
kinds o f nourishment.
A dirty water dish offers a good
chance for the distribution o f disease
germs, and ull dishes should be cleaned
nnd scalded with boiling water fre
quently during hot weather.
Unless there Is plenty o f gravel or
other grit which the fowls can pick up
about the plnce, they should always
hnve a box o f commercial grit where
they can reach It at any time, for grit
1s necessary for perfect digestion.
Geese do not need shelter except dur
ing cold winter weather, when open
sheds may ho provided.
I f your flock Is penned up, do not
nogleet the moat constituent of the
ration.
The chief danger In feeding oats lies
I d the hulls. It la too expensive to
buy hulled oats, and about the only
way to eliminate the trouble Is to eoak
the oata, or, still better, sprout rtuen