teeth had he stood where he had arisen opened his mouth and broke out the long heart broken wail but even this he was not allowed to complete in the middle of it white rushing in sank his teeth into lip lip s hind leg there was no fight left in lip lip and he ran away his victim hot on his heels and worrying him all the way back to his own here the came to his aid and white transformed into a raging demon was finally driven off only by a of stones came the day when gray deciding that the of her running away was past released white was delighted with his mother s freedom he accompanied her joyfully about the camp and so long as he remained close by her side lip lip kept a respectful distance white even up to him and walked stiff legged but ignored the challenge he was no fool himself white and whatever vengeance he desired to he could wait until he caught white alone later on that day and white strayed into the edge of the woods next to the camp he had led his mother there step by step and now when she stopped he tried to her farther the stream the and the quiet woods were calling to him and he wanted her to come he ran on a few steps stopped and looked back she had not moved he and in and out of the he ran back to her licked her face and ran on again and still she did not move he stopped and regarded her all of an and eagerness physically expressed that slowly faded out of him as she turned her head and gazed back at the camp there was something calling to him out there in the open his mother heard it too but she heard also that other and louder call the call of the fire and of man � the call which it has been given alone of all animals to the wolf to answer to the wolf and the wild dog who are brothers turned and slowly trotted back toward camp stronger than the physical restraint of the stick was the clutch of the camp upon her unseen and the gods still with their power and would not let her go white sat down in the shadow of a and softly there the bondage was a strong smell of pine and subtle woods filled the air reminding him of his old life of freedom before the days of his bondage but he was still only a part grown and stronger than the call either of man or of the wild was the call of his mother all the hours of his short life he had depended upon her the time was yet to come for independence so he arose and trotted back to camp pausing once and twice to sit down and and to listen to the call that still sounded in the depths of the forest in the wild the time of a mother with her young is short but under the dominion of man it is sometimes even shorter thus it was with white gray was in the debt of three three was going away on a trip up the to the great slave lake a strip of scarlet cloth a twenty and went to pay the debt white saw his mother taken aboard three and tried to follow her a blow from three knocked him backward to the land the off he sprang into the water and swam after it deaf to the sharp cries of gray to return even a man animal a god white ignored such was the terror he was in of losing his mother but gods are accustomed to being obeyed and gray launched a in pursuit white when he overtook white he reached down and by the of the neck lifted him clear of the water he did not deposit him at once in the bottom of the holding him suspended with one hand with the other hand he proceeded to give him a beating and it was a beating his hand was heavy every blow was shrewd to hurt and he delivered a multitude of blows impelled by the blows that rained upon him now from this side now from that white swung back and forth like an and varying were the emotions that through him first he had known surprise then came a momentary fear when he several times to the of the hand but this was quickly followed by anger his free nature asserted itself and he showed his teeth and in the face of the god this but served to make the god the blows came faster heavier more shrewd to hurt gray continued to beat white continued to but this could not last forever one or the other must give over and that one was white fear through him again for the first time he was really being man handled the occasional blows of sticks and stones he had previously experienced were as caresses compared with this he broke down and began to cry and the bondage for a time each blow brought a from him but fear passed into terror until finally his were in unbroken succession with the of the punishment at last gray withheld his hand white hanging continued to cry this seemed to satisfy his master who flung him down roughly in the bottom of the in the meantime the had drifted down the stream gray picked up the white was in his way he him savagely with his foot in that moment white s free nature flashed forth again and he sunk his teeth into the foot the beating that had gone before was as nothing compared with the beating he now received gray s wrath was terrible likewise was white s fright not only the hand but the hard wooden 