Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-06-02

tormentor twice the part of him that was last
getting away then the strangeness of his freedom
impressed him, and he paused
The thlckets close by invited him; he turned
and skunk into the shadow of the hazel and poplar.
wolf joyng fercely in his liberty. He slipped
through the willows again, he had done years
before, during that first happy year of his life.
That night he stole out to the Enclosure where the
deer were kept. Hunger urging him. But he
found dozen men patroling the grounds, he
shrank sullenly back again Within him an
urgent longing to flee from the vicinity: A voice
drifted out of the northward and called to him.
He knew the direction His animal senses and
hundred other signs all told him the way the land
of the maskeegs and jack pines with silent cool, and
shady retreats, carpeted with spongy moss. But
across his path lay the city. He knew this by the
sounds and smells that reached him with every
breeze from the land of his birth.
All the remainder of the night he 1oped back and
forth along the southern side of the city. Every
where in his way were the habtations of men that
he feared and yapping dogs that he hated. No
where could he find place to break through
South OF him ran the loop of the river; but he had
inclination to cross it.. Northward was the call,
that spoke SO strongly to his fierce yearnng heart,
and he would obey.
When the light of early morning returned he
stole back again and hid in the stretch of shrubbery
between the park and the city. He hungry,
tired from his unusual eXertions, and lame the
leg that had struck the railing in his fall. All day
he lay, crouchng at the sound of anyone approach
ing: No one molested him, however, and when kind
darkness dropped down, he came FORTH a ravenous
wolf bent on finding food Urged by the gnawing
pains of hunger, he skuked close to the buildings
but his attempts to kidnap dogs and cats were
failures; and with the return of morning he was
forced to skulk back to his old retreat. Now he
was more desperately ravenous wolf than before
Early in the afternoon he heard sounds of men
approaching. They seemed to be spread out to
right and left, and We're making a great noise e.
Every man now was a foe to Shag; SO he skunk back
farther for new hiding place His owners had sent
that he being driven back toward the park that
he hated and feared. Suddenly one of the beaters
was startled by big gray shape with an ominous
grow emanating from it, that dashed past him
through the willows. He fired immediately for
the orders were dead or alive; but his aim was
poor.
Away through the friendly shelter dashed the
fleeing wolf In him was great fear for he
was hunted. Men and that detestable park pen
were behind him; the city was before him. Beyond
it he knew lay the land of his birth, of the jack
pines and spruces and cool maskeegs; and they
called to him. From the last cump of bushes he
peered fearfuly out at the city; then he dashed
out and fled down Lornest., straight for the heart
of it.
From behind him he heard threatening rumble
The electric car was coming under all the speed
that the excited motorman could muster But
Shag for his life, or, what dearer his free
DOM and he left the car behind. He fled past two
dogs on the street, and instantly they in ye1p-
ing pursuit More CANNES appeared every moment,
and when the fugitive crossed the bridge spanning
Clear Creek, after half mile rum there nearly
a score of dogs in his wake.
Along the bank of the creek heavy fringe
OF willows Shag lodged two aStOniShed cyclists,
several pedestrians and delivery rig and rushed
into the shetering willows. Some of the foremost
of the dogs also went into the willows. Sounds of
fierce fighting ensued and when they came out
again they were two less in number.
But little crowd quickly gathering, and
when the wolf had recovered his wind he rushed
out of the willows, crossed the asphalt pavement,
jumped the opposite pa1lngs, and skunk up along
row of evergreens adjoining the grounds of resi-
dence: There was a garden fete in session on the
beautiful lawn, and the big gray fugitive went
almost through the midst of the COMPANY With
out pausing to mediate the CONSERVATION that
he produced. he again took to the street Soon