Passaic City record., 1893-03-11

came up to the boat ana pusheu thc
child overheard.
1t was only a seconds work for the
father to draw his knife and go after
the beast. But the walrus did not
wait longer than was necessary, and
in going under the water one of his
tusks caught the chlld's clothing and
it was taken below the surface. The
father plunged in, but it was useless,
and all he found to fight was train
of bubbles.
He swan back to his BIO at and got
in, and soon the Lody of the child
came to the surface, and was almost
sinking again when the father got
hold of it and lifted it up. But the
little hands were cold and stiff, and
there was no light in the eyes that
gave the father so much pleasure only
short time ago.
Wage was a changed man after
that, and the villagers avoided him
when possible. The child was buried
in the mound that forms the back of
thelhouse, although its mother did not
see the sense of such thing and did
not like the idea at all.
After that Wage had but two ideas
Ito kill the walrus that was the cause
of the child's death and TO kill all the
others as a matter of revenge. He
was most powerful man, nearly sew
en- feet high, and none but the largest
walrus ever gave him any kind of a
fight.
He seemed TO think he would know
the particular walrus if he ever met
him. AT all times he could see the
mean little eyes looking at the child a
moment before it pushed him over
board. That moment was burned into
the fathers memory, and he felt sure
he would one day meet the beast that
was his most deadly enemy.
After that he devoted all his time
to walrus hunting. He scorned all the
common methods of the tribe, because
then he could not tell that he had the
particular beast he wanted, and in
stead went out with only his sheath
knife.
He would crawl over the ice for
hours until he saw one that looked like
what he wanted. He would then rush
straight in front of it, and with his
short knife in hIs right hand, grab one
Of its tusks with the left. His strength
at such times seemed to be super
natural, aud unless his enemy was
monster he raised it up on its tail and
looked into its eyes moment as IT
expecting to see the reflection of his
child's face there. But that made no
difference, for the next instant the
knife was in the creatures throat.
The walrus were all surprised at
this method of hunting, and before
they realized what was the matter
their throats were cut in dozen
places.
Waage wanted some kind of revenge
and he seemed to get it, for he after
ward slashed at the creature as long
as there was culver in its body, all
the time hurting curses at Its tribe.
When he had spent his wrath he cut
the head from the body and took it to
his home, where he removed the flesh.
He looked at the grinning skull a few
moments and then carried it out and
laid it on his child's grave.
This was his only pleasure in life,
although it did him a great deal of
harm. He was isolated from the peo-
pie that had adopted him and as he
paid no attention to his wife she left
him. But he did not mind these
things and it seemed as if the only
thing in the world he cared for was
buried under the walrus skulls ct the
back of his house.
1t is more than likely that his thirst
for revenge will cause his own death;
it is only a matter of a slip of the
foot or his knife missing his mark,
and one of his enemies will send him
to join his child. - San Francisco
Call.