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(Copyright, 1914, by Bette-Merrill Co,) Grworews OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. 8 bute woit dag, belongs CHAPTER xv. Sandy’s Method "TRIGGER dropped on his knees in the sand. The look of exultation was gone from his face. He twisted the collar about the @og’a liinp neck until he came to Worn plate, on which he could make @ut the faintly engraved letters, K-A-Z-A-N. ‘The heavy ball from the muzzle- Weader had struck Kazan fairly on tep of the houd, It was a glancing blow that had not even broken the skull. Gandy went to the canoe and re- turned with a roll of stout moose-bide babiche. Then he sat down cross- legged in front of Kasan and began mussio ed 86: over @urely about bis neck. To the dows collar he then fustened a ten-foot After that he sat of babiche. put up his tent close to the river. here he obtained a chain for Masan, and after fastening the 4 escurely back of the tent be cut o! the babiche muzsie. “You can't put on meat in a mus- st," be told his prisoner. ‘An’ I waat yon ¥ to doy nee fierce. I've It's idee you ‘and we can do it here. Wolf See me, but it'll be a draw- ‘under, @ bet of twenty-five bare Pini he don't Sandy. other. “How loag yr" t je _eald. me re then. , we'll say. Next that sult you, nodded. “Next Tuesday night,” he agreed. ‘Tree added, “I'll make it a half <5, that the Dane kills your og.” "hese, took a long look at Karan. taki hi * sald. en, as Band, don't believe there's a dog Mog here a..d the Yukon that can the wolf!" CHAPTER XVI. Professor McGill. MED GOLD CITY was ripe for a night of relaxation. There had been some gambling, a few fights and enough liquor to create excitement mow and then, but the presence of the mounted police had served to keep things unusually tame compared with events a few hundred miles further mosth in the Daweon country. ‘The entertainment proposed MoTrigger and Jan Harker met with excited favor. The news spree’ for twenty miles about Red City and there had never been greater excitement in the town than ‘on othe afternoon and night of the big ‘This was largely because and the huge Dane had been placed upon exhibition, each dog in a lally made cage of bis own, and a ‘foavat betting began. ‘Three hundred men, each of whom $5 to seo the batt the gladiators through the cages. Harker's dog was ion of Great Dane and mastiff, born in the North and bred to the traces. Betting favored him by 4, the odds of two to one. Occasionally ft ran three to one. At these odds there was plenty of Kazan money. ‘The fight was to be pulled of in Barker's pence ® combination of ealoon a fe, It was 6 o'clock when Harker, ee “moeity. It was the first they ha ef each other and a murmur of di pointment t the ranks of the 300 men. ane remained as motion- “lose as rock when Kazan was » led from his own cage into the ting cage. He did not leap or @narl. He regarded Kasan with a dubious questioning poise to bis splen- aa id, and then looked again to the expectant and excited faces of the waiting men. For a fow moments n stood stiff-legged facing the Bendy's face was red with mortifi- gation and rage. blue veins in Harker's forehead had swollen tw! their normal size. He shook his fist im the face of the crowd and shouted: This Book on the ke now while the sergeant held up ron = His voice was low and by it, and closed her teeth on a rock. OBDGOSGWOGHDGHHOOHHDGHHHHDHDOHHSDHHHHHOHHOHOHHDHOOOOVIS “a The Best Dog Story Ever Written. \KAZAN © “Wait! Give you dam’ fools!” At his words every voice was atilled. Kasan had turned. He was facing the huge Dane. And the Dane had turned his eyes to Kazan. Cautiously, prepared for a lunge or a Py ces) Kazan advanced a little. The s shoulders bristled. He, too, advanced upon Kazan. Four feet apart they stood rigid. None knew that in thie thrilling moment the unseen hand of the won- derful Spirit God of the wilderness hovered between them, and that one of its miracles was descending upon them. It was beer ceb og rom Meet- ing in the open—rivals in the traces— they would hay throes of terrific battle. came that mut hood. In the . Maced separated them, = pectea ce gn HR mad lunge, e splon an Ww head and looked ‘over “Kason'e back through the glare ott the lights. Harker trembled, and under his breath he cursed. The Dane's throat ‘was open to Kazan. But between the boasts had bore the voiceless pledge of peace. Kazan did not leap. He turned. And shoulder to shoulder— splendid in their contempt of man— they stood and looked through the bare of their prison into the room of human faces. A roar burst from the crowd—a roar of anger, of demand, of threat. In his rage Harker drew a revolver and leveled it at the Dane. Above Bd tumult of the crowd a single voice sto) ped him. old!" tt demanded. “Hold—in the name of the law!" For a moment there was silence. Every face turned in the airection ot the voice, Two men stood on chairs behind the last row. One was Soret. Brokaw of the Royal Northwest Mounted. It was he who bad spoken. He was bolding up a hand, command- gs Gear and attention. @ chair beside him stood an- an bok, He was thin, with droop- ing shoulders and a pale, smooth face —a little man, whose physique and hollow cheeks told nothing of the years he had spent close up along the Taw edge of the Arctic. It was he who ‘em @ chance, | eal nered under a tarts bony! dug out with her paws eecaped her fangs. -six hours before this kK Dane, bad left a half of a hand. “Make it eix,” “ne eaid. face close to ling ‘of point that sixth sense of the animal the ane he tookes ov Fetenn ‘and and the poecnanee the sense of Gig orgies t have Me Dees ‘guess we'll be good friends,” he Winged ie fight she cut through the far. nald, “and he spoke so iow that only bush to the spot where they had the dogs heard his voice, @ached the rabbit. A white fox had price but we'll charge it been there ahead of her, and she found only scattered bits of hair and What the fox had left the ds and bush-jays had car- Hungrily Gray Wolf back to river. That might 4 alept again where Kasan had lain, and three times she called for him without answer. A heavy dow fell, and it drenched the last vestige of her mate's scent out of the ewnd. But still ugh the day that followed, and the day that fol- lowed that, blind Gray Wolf clung to the narrow rim of white sand. On the fourth day her hunger reached a baal where she gnawed the bark ‘willow bushes. It was on this day that she made a discovery. She was drinking when her sensitive nose touched something "s edgo that was smooth, and bore # faint odor of flesh. It@ was one of the big northern river th Smitheontan, leds. .I'm going to need & couple of four-footed friends of fur. your moral calibre, id no one knew why Kazan and the Dane drew nearer to the reg 4 scientist's elde of the pulled out a big roll of Me and counted out six hundred dollars for Harker and Sandy MoTrigger. CHAPTER XVil. Alone in Darkne: EVER had the terror and N Joneliness of blindness fallen days that followed the shooting of Kazan and his capture by Sandy McTrigger. A strange terror fell upon her. She had grown accustomed to darkness, and he ralists. upon Gray Wolf as in the but never before had she been alone clams. She sniffing i. The runched Always there had ben the guardian- ship of Kazan's presence. She heard the clucking sound of a epruce hen in the bush a few yards away, and now that sound came to her ae if from out of another world. A ground- mouse rustied through the grass close to her forepaws, and she snapped at tasted sweeter meat than that which she found inside, and she began bunt- ing for other clams. She found many of them, and until she was no longer hungry. For three days more she remained on tho bar. And then, one night, tne call came to her. It set her quivering with a Strange new excitement—something that may have been a new hope, and in the moonlight she trotted nervous- ly up and down the shining etrip of sand, facing now the north, and now the south, and then the east and the west—her head flung up, listening, as if in the soft wind of the night she was trying to locate the whispering lure of a wonderful voice. And whatever it was that came to her, came from out of t Off there—across far beyond the outer edg The muscles of her shoulders twitched tremulously and she shiv- ered as if stricken by intense cold. She was terrified by the darkness that ahut out the world from her, and she pawed at her closed eyes, as if she might open them to light. Early in the afternoon she wandered back on the plain. It was different. It frightened her, and soon she returned to the beach, and snuggled down under the tree where Kazan had lain. She was not so frightened here, The smell of Ka- gan was strong about her. For an hour she lay motionless, with her northern timber-line—was home. And off there, in her brute way, si DHHODBOODOOHGOOGOODHODHHOHHODSH OSE Jd. O- CURWOoOOoD: dosen yards from him lay the big +i hia huge jaws drooling im an- with the cold blue eyes and the gray- biond hair stroked bis back without His attitude was different when he turned to Kazan. were filled with caution, fild “eyes and his lips were smiling, ve the wolf dog no evidence of his fear, if it could be called fear. The little professor, who was up in the north country for the Smith- them, and understood them. He had written a number of magazine cles on dog intellect that had at- tracted wide attention among natu- It was largely because he loved dogs, and understood them more than most men, that and the big D Sandy McTrigger and his partner had tried to get them to fight to the death in the Red ‘@The refusal of the two splen to kill each other for the peoeare ot the three hundred men who hi sembled to witness the fight delighted im. He had already planned a paper on the facident. the story of Kazan's ca his wild mate, Gray professor had Questions, But each day Kasan pus. zied him more. ness on his part could bring a re- sponsive gleam in Kazan’s eyes. once did Kazan signify a willingness to become friends. not snarl at McGill or sna hands when they came within reach. as McGill was staying, and three times Kazan leaped at the end of his chain it him, and bis white f as long as Alone with McGill he became quiet. Something told him that McGill had come as a friend that night when he and the big Dan shoulder in the built for a slaughter pen. down in his McGill apart from other men. had no desire to harm him. He tolerated him, but showed none * . a he : ie Event’ ng World Dgity Migettns gaturdey: A AGGuEe 15: 1914 OOOO The Evening World twitched. Inatinctively the professor turned. Sandy McTrigger had come up quietly behind bim. His brutal pe) wore a grin as he looked at n. ‘Its a fool job—tryin’' to mi friends with him he said. Then he addéd, with a apddon interested gleam in his eyes, “When you startin'?’ “With firat frost,” replied McGill. “It ought to come goon. joing to Join Sergeant Conroy and hi RS [Fy a du Lac by the first o! ober.” “And you're going up to Fond du Lac—alone? qi ly. “Why don't you take a aman?” Tho little Fe laughed softly. “Why? “I've been through «the "Athabasca waterwayea dozen times, and know the trail as well as I know Broadway. Besid I like to be alone, And the. work | i too hard, with the currents all & ing to the north and east.” gleam shot for am instant into his eyes, ota taking tne dogs?’ sandy lighted his pipe, and spoke ar one fag gg A curious., ‘Must cost a heap to take these tripa o° yourn, don't it?’ estat, ay fue oa thousand re, wi ost five,” sald McGill. a “Gawd!” breathed Bandy. “An you carry a Mines sealers, afar you! Ain't ing might bap- The inte professor was looking the —. way now: The carelessness in face and manner changed. His bovered about his lips for an instant. Then he turned, Lap Soe the wall of the cabin. “Observe,” he said. Five times he fired at twenty paces, and when Sandy went up to Moe at the knot he retty good,” he grinned. ‘Most couldn't do better’n that with a ‘When Sandy left, McGill followed r and Gray W: tictpation of the unusual feast which him with a suspicious gleam in his Gin iene their lost ddlive, utile ortwo further MoGIll was preparing. Sree OAS Caran eaue, 30 /a8 Hee, ‘The little man hesitated. ‘Then back on the plain. The kill was one He showed signs of pleasure when = e tare te oa aay ey Pn earnnid wey ee ee tiie and Gray woGill approached him with w Quart gpout rent olde mans be laughed rane inte 1 man was edging Wey Sot rea ON on llama of the mixture, and he gulped it be- softly. ‘I don't blame you very much 2 Sheveergeant of rat is pale ot Foaulre sient to Gnd it. nest tween his buge jaws, ‘The little man for wanting to get him by the throat, Perhaps”. He shoved his hands deep in his pockets, and went into the eabia. Kazan dropped his head between his forepaws and lay prs » Min Bg gi eyes. It was la His movements and yo 0 watched the last gtow-or" It faded out of the northern axle ‘kness.. always followed awiftly after that, Gnd with darkness came more fiercely his wild eae for freedom. Night after night he sonian Institution, has spent a third Of his lite among dogs. He loved had famed at his teal chain. Night cl had listened tor tie while the big Dane Gray Wolf's cal lay sleeping, To-night it was colder than usual, and the keen tang of the wind that came fresh from the west stirred him strangely. It eet his blood afire with what the Indians call the frost hunger, Lethargic summer was gone and the days and nights of hunting were at hand. He wanted to leap out Into freedom and run until he was ex- hausted, with Gray Wolf at his side. He knew that Gray Wolf was off had bought Kasen on the night when Gold City saloon. id beaste an. the clear sky, and that was wait- ing. He strained at the end of his id whined. Sandy had told him ture, and of olf, and the ed him a thousand was reatings— more restless than he had been at any time before. Once, in the far distance, he heard & i that he reuget was the cry of Wolf, 18 answer roused McGill from deep sleep, It was dawn, and the Uttle professor dressed himself and came out of the cabin. With satis- faction he noted the exhilarating #1 in the alr, He wet his fingers an held them above his head, chuckling when he found the wind had swuag into the north, 4 4 He. went to Kasan, and tatked to him. Among other things he said: “This'll put the black files to sleep, Kazan. A day or two more of it and No amount of kin Not And yet he did at his Bandy was ood shoulder to co. that had been Away Kazan to a packer Sandy McTrigger saw t off, and Kazan watched for a cha to leap at him. Sandy kept hii tance, and McGill watched the two with a thought that set the blood run- brute heart he held He ing swiftly behind the mask of his resting on the club clotted with of the growing affection of the huge "! 4 hi jood. ness a picture of the towering Sun Dane. It was this fact that pussied Carelesi ate Night found her Bov\. “of the windlur trail that led to McGlil., He had never before known | They it, and the cabin on the plain. It was sues that blindness bad come to hi; er. It was there that day had ended, and eternal night had begun. And it was there that she had mothered And when the moon and the stare came out she crawied back into the a the white sand that Kasan's ly had made under the tree, ‘With dawn she went down te the re edge of the stream to drink, iro could not see that the day was ai- her first born. Nature had registered most as dark as night, and that the these things so that they could never the “black sky was @ chaos of slum- be wiped out of her memory, and when ering storm. But she could smell the call came it was from the sunlit the presence of it in the thick air Poste where she had last known light nd could 1 the forked flashes of met Ife and had last seen the moon ightning that rolled up with the ara in the blue night of the lense pall from the south and west, The distant rumbling of thunder plexity. aki And to that call she responded, leav” grow louder and she huddled herscif ing the river and its feed behind her— again under the tree. For hours the straight out into the face of darkness storm crashed over her and the rain and starvation, no longer fearin fell in a deluge. When it had finished death or the emptiness of the world she slunk out from her shelter like she could not see; for ahead of her, & thing pesten. Vainly she sougnt two hundred miles away she could for, one ant scent of Kasan. The gee the Sun Rock, the winding trail, faa washed clean. A, he the neat of her first born between the sand was white where Kazan's blood had reddened {t. “Even under the tree *W° DIS rocks—and Kazan! there was no sign of him left. Until now only the terror of being alone in the pit of darkness that en- veloped her had oppressed Gray Wolf. ‘With afternoon came hunger, It was this hunger that drew her from the sand-bar and she wandered back into matter. CHAPTER XVIII. S IXTY miles further north game, and each time it evaded her. ing Ittle Professor MoGiil The Last of McTrigger. Kazan lay at the end of the plain. A dosen times she scented Wis fine steal chain, waten- Even a ground mouse that she cor- mixing a pail of tallow and bran. A a dog that he could not make love im. To-day he bran before his face ga) suddenly back. A deep in his throat. his spine stood up. Are You Going Away for Vacation? 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He tolerated t! iriendship with ex- i pres 1s eyes and a motionless jaced the tallow and The His Gj muscles ‘I was beginning to fear I wouldn't en able to sell, but the finest up-to-date fiction DDDOOOIDDDHHDHODIHHODGHDSISGOSHHES: He pointed to a knot in aftern September, onde each tla i, Brot Lashed the first chfll_breat start =. < there—where the stars hung low in ® McGill led first the », . © have much sleep, old boy,” chuckled McGill ambiguously, “but I guese I can take a nap now and then with you along!” He made camp that night fAfteen miles up ti lake shore. The big Dane be fastened t pling twenty ae on Bis small silk tent, but hain made fast to of @ stunted birch that held down the tent flap. Before he wont batt ¢ '¥ into the tent for the night McGill ullled out his automatic and exam- ined it with care, For three days the aeraey contin. ‘ued without a mishap along the shore of Lake Athabasca. On the fourth night McGill pitched his tent In a clump of banskian pine # hundred yards beck from the water. All that day the wind had come steadily from and for at least a halt west there had now and then come / « scent that stirred him uneasily. Since noon be had sniffed that wind ‘Twice MoGtil had heard him grow!- ing deep in hie throat, and once, when the scent had come stronger thas usual, he had bared his fangs, ai the bristles stood up along his spine. For an hour after striking camp the Uttle professor did not build a fire, but eat seeking up the shore of the lake through hia hunting glass. It was dusk when he returned to where he a put up bis tent and chained the For a few moments be teed unobserved, looking at the wolt-dog. Kasan was etill bag He lay fecing ‘Wom. My made note of this, for the A} Dane lay behind Kasen-to the east. Un- der ordinary conditions Kasan would have faccd him. He wae sure now that there was something in the west wind. A little shiver ran up bis back as he thought of what it might be. Behind a rook be bullt @ very small Even fire, and prepared supper. After this aren he went Into the tent, and when he came out he carried @ blanket under his arm. He chuckled as he stood for @ moment over Kazan. ‘re not going to sleep in there 10+ ht, old boy,” he sald. “I don’t like what you've found in the west wind. It may be a—thunder storm!" He laughed at his joke, and buried bimeelf in a clump Ct atunted ban- skians thirty pdces from the tent. imeelf in bis blanket and went to sleep. It was @ quiet starlit night, on hours afterward Kasan dropped nose between his ‘reeves ond drowsed. It was the enap of a twig that roused him. The mee did not awaken the sluggish Dane, but in- , stantly Kasan'’s ant was alert, bis keen nostrils sniffing the air. What he had smelled an was heavy about him now. He lay still and uiveriag, Slowly, from out of the bansklans pening the tent’ there came o figure. It was not the little professor. It ene cautiously, vith lowered ead and hunched shoulders, and AY etarlight revealed murderous face Sandy MoTriggor. Kasap hed low. fe laid hia head fiat between his forepawa. His long fangs gieamed. But he made no sound that betrayed his concealment under a thick ban- skian shrub. Step by step Sandy ap- proached, and at last he reached the flap of the tent. He did not carry a olub or @ whip in his hand the place ef either of those glitter of steel. At the door to the tent he paused, back to , and peered in, his Silently, Cit ag tog wolf hy in every movement, K: came his feet. Hoe forgot the chain that 1 held him. Ten feet gee | stood the enemy he hated above all others he had ever known. Every ounce of strength in his splendid body gathered itself for the spring. And then he leape4. This time the chain did not pull him almost neck-broken. fe and the elements had weak- the leather cull: since the days of hi traces, and it gave Sandy turned, and tn Kazan's fangs sank into his arm, ‘With a atartied ery the man fail, and as they rolled over on the ground the big Dane's deep voice rolled out in thunderous alarm as he tugged at his leash. In the fall Kaza hold was broken. In an instant he was on hin feet, ready for another attack. And then the change came, He was free. The collar was gone from his neck. The forest, the stars, the whis- he had worn fi world of freedom. With An Ideal Summer Romance of the Big Outdoors A Complete Novel Each Week in By James Oliver Curwood told Kazan that to that first call there would be no answer, and now he struck out swiftly, galloping mile after mile, dog * senivée the trail of its mai hom He did not turn bi * "io the bs | nor was his direction toward J Gold yA As straight as he might have followed a road blaged by the hand of man he cut across the forty miles of plain and swamp aod forest and rocky ridge that lay between bim and the MoFariane. All that night he did not call again for Gray Wol him reasoning was @ process brought about by habit —by precedent—and as Gray Wolf had waited for him many timed be- fore he knew that she would be walting for him now near the sand bat r. dawn he had reached the river, within three miles of the sand bar. Searcely was the sun up when he stood on the white strip of sand where he and Gray Wolf had come down to drink. Expectantly and confidently he looked about him for Gray Wolf, whining softly, and wag- ging bis tail. He began to search for her scent, but rains had washed even her fo: printy from the clean sand. Al} that day he searched for her along the river and out on the plain. He went to where they had killed their last rabbit. He sniffed at tH bushes where the poison baita had h again he sat back on ‘hie and sent out his mating cry to her. And slowly, as he did these nature was working in bim Brest! acle of the wild which the Crees named the “spirit call.” As tt had worked in Gray’ Wolf, eo now it ree, by Bhs) of oe with the going e sun, and the ing about him of shado' bad hunted. Beyond those places he did not know that there was such « thing as existence. And in that worl small in his understanding of gmt was Gray Wolf. He could not her. That world, in his comprehen- sion of it, ran from ae ee in @ narrow trail thro the foreste and over the plains to he little val- ley be wait ee Wat ae A driven them. ray ‘olf was here—she was there, and tirelessly he resumed his quest of her, Not until the stare were fading out of the sky again, and gray day was ay ving place to night, did exhaustion Hee i neo etop him. He killed a rabbit, and for houre after he feanted he lay close to bis kill, ws slept. Then he went on. The fourth night be came to the ttle valley between the two ridges, and clearness he followed the c down into their old swamp home, It was broad day when he reached the edge of & great beaver pond that Lom completely surrounded the windtall under which Gray Wolfe secoad- born had come into the world. The beavers change in what had once been his home and Gray Wolf's, and for many minutes Kasan atood silent and imo- tionless if the edge of the pond, sniffing the alr_heavy with the uo- pleasant odor of the usurpers, Until pow his spirit had remained unbrok Footsore, with thinned sides and gaunt hoad, he c All that ly through the swam: y he searched. An crest lay ow, and there was a hunted look in the droop of his shoulders and in the shifting look of his eyes Gray Wolf was gone. Slowly nature was 1 fact upon him. She of his world and out of life, and Bad feise" breath had wrought e big Jaughed Joyounly. You ag BS peer Sl and suddenly t came a little into her voice, and she pointed r white Sorer of sand rumning out the stream. “Do you reemee Guan ago, it seems—that Kagan here? She was there, calling to hi ber?” There was about her mouth, and she bg ptr they—have gone cabin was as they nad left it. oniy the crimson bakneesh gtown up about it, and shrubs tall grees had sprung up near walls, ‘Gnco more it took on life day by day the color came deeper it Joan's cheeks and her voice was old trap little Joan, who rom) now, formed = ¢ tranet: home. man returnees Se te iI wnt" excitememt wi «slow ol comes Blue syee and 5 ae i er vole when she gree! : “Did you hear it?” she asked. the call? > e wodded, stro her soft would reopens his voice. Sut it, ke yge 1 it was like the other— the call that came ae Meaty * vaaa " wos chisking, tightened. She was fin ony seu, re sme ta ked, “Will you. prom! you ott never hunt or trap “1 zea an ae ces pe 3 * 3 to te My the wot the ng usband gh pg wr Joan pointed ne — etaritt isin, ‘Listen! Lésten!™ she her ory, and it came from me! her hed was alone {i bed. ee t seemed a @ moment, an ood II led rock under the starlight, Kazan. A strange fire leaped body, Every fibre of ta nal with he was filled with a loneliness and @ te aim grief so great that the forest seemed trange, and the etillness of the wud thing that now oppressed Once more the tened him, in him was mastering the wolf. With Gray Wolf he had the it her, that world was so big ai ee genes and pty that it appalled him. Late in the afternoon he came up- on a little pile of crushed clamshells on the shore of «ne stream. He ma: eniffed at them—turned away—went back, and sniffed where Gray Woit feast in the gwamp before continu- south. But the scent ehe had left behind was not strong enough to It was greater ond made e last ¢ tell Ki 5 Dering wind were all pons him, od turned ew That Might be unt ‘ were men, and Y under a and cried Wolf! His ears and ho gle turned swiftly Hine lipped like 6 a shadow back into the glorious free- dom of his world. A hundred yards away something instant, It was ‘a voloe, but the crack—crack—crack of the rofessor’s utomatic. And t_ sound there rose the voice of Sandy McTrigger in a weird and terrivie cry. CHAPTER XIX. TLE after mile Kazan went on, For a time he was op- Pressed by the shivering note of death that had come to him in Sandy McTrig- banskians ke @ shadow, his ears flattened, bis tail trailing, bis hind- quarters betraying that curious slink- ing quality of the wolf and dog steal- ing away from danger. and the stillness, the billion stare in the clear vault of the sky, and the koen air that carried with it a breath of the Arctic barrens made him alert and questioning. H An Empty World. gers cry, and he silpped throu; ‘Then he came out upon a plain, tion of the wind, Som far to the south and Wolt. For the first time in many weeks he sat back on his haunches and gave the deep and vi it call that echoed weirdly for miles about him. Back in the banakians the big Dane heard it, and whined, From over the still body of Bandy MoTrigger the little professor looked up with a white, tense face and lis- tened for a second cry. But instinct VHODHHRAOOGHOVOG}DOGQGHDHDHOHOODHHHOHHGHOHGHODHOGGHODSGDOVOHE 9OHOHOQHDHHOGHHGHOHONS GS Deep in the night he grieved in his uneasy slumber, like a child, And day after day, and night after night, Kazan remained a stinking creature of the big swamp, mourning for the one creature that had brought him out of chaos into light, who had filled hia world for werd and who, in goin, from him, had taken from this worl even tho things that Gray Wolf had fost in her blindness, CHAPTER XX. The Call of Sun Rock. N the golden glow of the aut- umn sun there came up the atream overlooked by the Sun Rock one day a man, @ woman and a child in a canoe. Civilisation had done for love- ly Joan what it had done for many another wild flower transplanted from the depths of the wilderness Her cheeks were thin. Her blue eyes had Jost their lustre. She coughed, and when she coughed the man lovked at her with love and fear in his eyva. But now, slowly, the man had be- wun to see the transformation, and on the day their canoe pointed up the stream and into the wonderful valley that had been their home before the call of the distant city came to them, he noted the flush gathering once more in her cheeks, the fuller redness of her lips, and that gathering glow of happiness and content In her eyes. He laughed softly as he saw these things and he bleased the forests. In the canoe she had leaned back, with her head almost against his shoulder, and he stopped paddling to draw her to him and run his fingers through the soft golden mas of her hi “You are happy again, Joa: presence of the maa. stant he was ei and Joaa herself against her husband's and almost fiercely took his face tween her two hands. “Now ae ‘ou believe?” oe pantin, “Now do ow © ye re the G Ot my e God I lived with, the "God thal Gat to the wild thin, that bas brough' mi, once more—home!” Her warm, soft hands stroked face. Her blue eyes, filled with glory of the tars, looked up tat Ms Kasen on she—you and @ baby! Are you sorry—that came back?” she asked. ” Bo close he drew her againet breast that did not heer ¥ words he whispered in the warmth of her hair. And after ‘ for many hours, they sat in Ly starlight in front of the cabin door, © But they did not hear again lonely cry from Sun Rock. Joaa ber Bu and understood. ‘ * sit us again tor ‘@ tho ‘man sald at ast, “Come, Soak et us . ‘Together oe hataeee the cal And that night, side by side, and Gray Wolf hunted again moonlit plain. (THE END.) OBDDHHH®DONGHDOOHOSIAINL Next Week's Complete Novel in THE EVENING WO Great FRANCO- PEUSEIAN Robert W. Chambers’ a, Donel Stands Will Cost You $1.25. Fou Get i for 6 Conis ‘ LORRAINE ta Az