Evening Star Newspaper, August 21, 1924, Page 25

CContinued from Yasterday's Star.) He did pot know what to make of it. Perhaps some new deviltry of the £ods was about to be perpetrated on him. He walked slowly and cau- tiously, prepared to be assailed at any moment. He did not know what to do, it was all so unprecedented. He took the precaution to sheer off from the two watching gods, and walked carefully to the corner of the cabin. Nothing happened. He .was plainly perplexed, and he came back again, pausing a dozen feet away and regarding the two men intently. “Won't he run away?" his new own- er asked. Matt shrugged his shoulders. to take a gamble. out is to find out “Got Only way to find cott murmured pity- needs is some show ess,” he added, turn- ing and golug into the cabin. He came out with a piece of meat, Which he tossed to White Fang. He sprang away from it, and from a dis- tance studied it suspiciously. Major had made a spring for the meat. At the instant his jaws closed on it, White Fang struck him. He was overthrown. Matt rushed in, but quicker than he was White Fang. Major staggered to his feet, but the blood spouting from his throat red: dened the snow in a widening path. “It's too bad, but it served hi But Matt" ed on its way ‘to kick White Fang. There was a leap, a flash of teeth, a sharp exclamation. White Fang, snarling fiercely, scrambled backward for several vards, while Matt stooped and investigated his leg. “He got me all right,” he an- nounced, pointing to the torn trousers and underclothes, and the growing stain or red. “T told vou It was hopeless, M: Scott said in a discouraged volce. thought about it off and on, not wanting to think of it. But we've come to it now. It's the only thing to do.” As he talked, with reluétant move- ments he drew his revolver, threw open the cylinder, and assured him- self of its contents. “Look here, Mr. Scott,” Matt ob- jected; “that dog’s been through hell. You can't expect 'm to come out a white an’ shinin’ angel. Give 'm time.” “Look at Major,” the other re- Joined. The dog-musher surveyed the stricken dog. He had sunk down on the snow in the circle of his blood, and was plainly in the last ga: “Served 'm right. You said so your- self, Mr. Scott. He tried to take White Fang's meat, an’ he's dead-O. That was to be expeeted. I wouldn't give two whoops in hell for a do that wouldn't fight for his own meat.” “But look at yourself, Matt. It's all right about the dogs, but we must draw the line somewher “Served me right” Matt argued stubbornly. “What'd T want to kick 'm for? You said vourself he'd done right. Then I had no right to kick " “It would be a mercy to kill hi Scott insisted. “He poor devil a fightin’ chance. He ain't had no chance vet. He's just come through hell, an’ this is the first time he's been loose. Give 'm a fair chance, an’ if he don't deliver the goods, T11 kill 'm myself. There!" “God knows I don’t want to kill him or have him killed,” Scott answered, putting away the revolver. “We'll let him run loose and see what kindness can do for him. And here's a try at it.” He walked over to White Fang and began talking to him gently and soothingly. “Better have a club handy,” Matt warned. Scott shock his head and went on trying to Win White Fang’s confi- dence. White Fang was suspicious. Some- thing was impending. He had killed this god's dog, bitten his companion £04d, and what else was to be expected than some terrible punishment? But in the face of it he was indomitable. He bristled and showed his teeth, his eyes vigilant, his whole body wary and prepared for anything. The god had no club so he suffered him to | approach quite near. The god's hand | had come out and was descending | upon his head. White Fang shrank | together and grew tense as he crouched under it. Here was danger, some treachery or something. He knew the hands of the gods, their proved mastery, their cunning to hurt. Besides, there was his old antipathy | to being touched.. He snarled more | menacingly, crouched still lower, and | still the hand descended. He did not { want to bite the hand, and he endured the peril of it until his instinct | surged up in him, mastering him with { its insatiable yearning for life. Weeden Scott had believed that he was quick enough to avoid any snap or slash. But he had yet to learn the remarkable quickness of White Fang, who struck with certainty and swiftness of a colled snake. Scott cried out sharply with sur- prise, catching his torn hand and holding it tightly in his other hand. Matt uttered a great oath and sprang to his side. White Fang crouchea down and backed away, bristlin showing his fangs, his eyes mal nant with menace. Now he could pect a beating as fearful as any he had received from Beauty Smith. “Here! What are you doing?’ Scott cried suddenly. Matt had dashed Into the cabin and come out with a rifle. “Nothin’,” he said slowly, with a calmness that was assumed; “only goin’ to keep that promise I made. I reckon it's up to me to kill 'm as I 'd do.” you don’t.” es 1 do. Watch me.” As Matt had pleaded for White Fang when he had been bitten, it was now Weedon Scott's turn to plead. “You said to give him a chance. Well, give it to him. We've only just started, and we can’t quit at the beginning. It served right, this time. And—Ilook at him!" ‘White Fang, near the corner of the cabin and forty feet away, was snarl- ing with blood-curling viciou: not at Scott, but at the dog-musher. “Well, I'll be everlastin’ly gosh- swoggle was the dog-musher’s ex- pression of astonishment. Look at the intelligence of him,” Scott went on hastily. “He knows the meaning of firearms as well as you do. He's got intelligence, and we've got to give that intelligence a chance. Put up the gun.” “All right, I'm willin’,” Matt agreed, leaning the rifle against the wood- pi ut will you look at that!” he ex. * | claimed the next moment. ‘White Fang had quieted down and ceased snarling. “This is worth Watch.” Matt reached for the rifle, and at the same moment White Fang snarled. He stepped away from the investigatin’. rifle, and White Fang’s litted lips de- eeth. Matt took the rifle and began slow- ly to ralse it to his shoulder. White Fang’'s snarling began with the movement, and Increased as the movement approached its culmina- tion. But the moment before the rifie came to a level on him, he leaped sidewise behind the cormer of the cabin. Matt stood staring along the sights at the empty space of snow which had been occupled by White Fang. “The dog-musher put the riffie down solemnly, then turned and looked at his_employer. “I agree with you, Mr. Scott. That dog's too intelligent to kill.” CHAPTER VL The Love-Master. As White Fang watched Weedon Scott approach he bristied and snarled to advertise that he would not submit to punishment. Twenty- four hours had passed since he had slashed open the hand that was now bandaged and held up by a sling to Keep the blood out of it. In the past White Fang had experienced delayed punishments, and he apprehended that such a one was about to befall him. How could It be otherwise? He had committed what was to him sacrilege, sunk his fangs Into the holy flesh of a god, and of a White- skinned superior god at that. In the nature of things and of intercourse with gods, something terrible await- ed_him. The god sat down several feet away. White Fang could see nothing dangerous In that, When the gods administered puniShment they stood on their legs. Besides, this god had no club, no whip, no firearm. And. furthermore, he himself was free. No chain nor stick bound him. He could es: .| goa was the meantime he would wait and see. The god remained quiet, made no movement, and White Fang's snarl slowly dwindled to a igrow] that ebb- ed down in his throat and ceased. Then the god spoke, and at the first sound of his voice the hair rose on ‘White Fang's neck and the growl rushed up in his throat. But the god e no hostile movement and went on calmly talking. For a time White Fang growled in unison with him, a correspondence of rhythm being es- tablished between growl and voice. Fut the god talked on interminably. He talked to White Fang as White Fang had never been talked to be- fore. He talked softly and soothin 1y, with a gentleness that someho somewhere, touched White Fang. In spite of himself and all the pricking warnings of his instinct, White Fang W-LDouglas '5'6"7 &'8 SHOES BOYS AT $3.50 & $4.00 W. L. Douglas shoes are actu- ally demanded year after year by more people than any other shoes in this country. A new medium light Russiacalf foxed oxford with black fittings. 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And about the meat there seemed nothing wrong. 8till White Fang suspected, and though the meat was proffered to him with short, inviting thrusts of the hand, he refused to touch it. The gods were all-wise, and there was no tell- ing what masterful treachery lurked behind that apparently harmless piece of meat. In past experience, especially in dealing with squaws, meat and punishments had often been disastrously related. In the end the god tossed the meat on the snow at White Fang's feet. He smelled the meat carefully, but he did not look at it. While he smelled it he kept his eyes on the god. Nothing happened. He took the meat into his mouth and swallowed it. Still nothing happened. The god was actually offering him another piece of meat. Again he refused to take it from the hand, and again it was tossed to him. This was repeat- ed a number of times. But there came a time when the god refused to toss it. He kept It in his hand and steadfastly proffered it The meat was good meat, and ‘White Fang was hungry. Bit by bit, infinitely cautious, he approached the hand. At last the time came that he decided to eat the meat from the hand. He never took his eyes from the god, thrusting his head forward with ears flattened back and hair involuntarily rising and cresting on his neck. Also a low growl rumbled in his throat as warning that h not to be trified with. He meat and nothing happened. by piece he ate all the m nothing happened.. Still the punish- ment delayed. He licked his ‘chops and waited. The god went on talking. In his voice was kindness—something of which White Fang had no experi- ence whatever. And within him it aroused feelings which he had like- wise never experienced before. He was aware of a certain strange satis- faction, as though some need were being gratified, as though some vold in his being were being filled. 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