University Missourian. [volume] (Columbia, Mo.) 1908-1916, 1915-09-08

| HcduWdtcTs were uIty Or Sixty mllc
20 tho south and east. Here au
there he found fairly good placer gold
He might have planned six or eigh
dollars worth day. With this muc!
he was disgusted. Week after weel
he continued to work his way up
stream. and the farther he went tn,
poorer his pans became. At last onl'
occasionally did he find colors. Aftel
such disgusting weeks as these Sand.
was dangerous-when in the company
of others. Alone he was harmless.
One afternoon he ran his cano5
ashore on white strip of sand. This
was at bend, where the stream had
widened, and gave promise of a.
least few colOrs. He had bent down
close to the edge of the water when
something caught his attention on the
wet sand. What he saw were the foot
prints of animals. Two had come
down to drink They had stood side
by side. And the footprints were fresh
made not more than an hour or two
before. A gleam of interest shot into
Sandy's eyes. He looked behind him,
and up and down the stream.
Wolves" he grunted. "wish I
could "a shot at 'em with that old
minute-gun back there. Gawd-listen
to that, And in broad daylight, too"
He jumped to his feet, staring off
into the bush.
A quarter of mile away Gray Wolf
had caught the dreaded scent of man
in the wind. and was giving voice to
her warning. 1t was long wailing
howl, and not until it's last echoes had
died away did Sandy McTrigger move.
Then he returned to the canoe, took
out his old gun, put fresh cap on
the nipple and disappeared quickly
over the edge of the bank.
For week Kazan and Gray Wolf
had caught the scent of MAI :n the
air. When the wind brought the dan
ger-signal to her she was alone. Two
or three minutes before the scent
came to her Kazan had left her side
in swift pursuit of a snow-shoe rah-
bit. and she lay fiat on her belly un-
der bush, waiting for him. In these
70 Uh hn oil
Wolf was constantly shifting the air.
Blindness had developed her scent
and hearing until they were next TO
infallible. First she had heard the
rattle of Sandy McTrigger's paddle
gainst the side of his canoe a quar-
ter of a mile away Scent had fol-
lowed swiftly. Five minutes after her |
warning howl Kazan stood at her
side. his head flung up, his jaws open |
and painting. Sandy had hunted A.'ctic |
foxes. and he was using the Eskimo |
tactics now, swinging in a half-c:rcle |
until he should come up in the face |
Of the wind. Kazan caught a single |
whiff of the maintained air AMI his |
spine grew stiff. But blind GRAY Wolf |
was keener than the little red-eyed |
'ox of the North. Her pointed nose |
slowly followed San6y's progress. |
She heard a dry stick crack under his |
'eet three hundred yards away. She |
taught the metallic click of his gun
barrel as it struck a birch sapling.
rhe moment she lost Sandy in the
wind she whined and rubbed herself
against Kazan and trotted few steps
20 the southwest.
At times such as this Kazan re-
used to take guidance from her. They
rotted away side by side and by the
line Sandy was creeping up snake
ike with the wind in his face, Kazan
vas peering from the fringe of river
'rush down upon the canoe on the
white strip of sand. When Sandy re-
urned, after an hour of futile stalk
ng, two fresh tracks led straight
lown to the canoe. He looked at them
n amazement and then a sinister grin
his ugly face. He chuckled
IS he went to his kit and dug out
mall rubber bag. From this he drew
! tightly corked bottle, filled with GEL
tine capsules. In each little capsule
we're five grains of strychnine. There
we're dark hints that once upon a time
'andy McTrigger had tried one OF
hese capsules by dropping it in a cup
f coffee and giving it to a man, but
he police had never proved it. He
vas expert in the use of poison. Prob
bly, he had killed a thousand foxes in
is time, and he chuckled again as he
ounted out a dozen of the capsules
nd thought how easy it would be TO
et this inquisitive pair OF wolves
'wo or three days before he had kill
d caribou, and each of the capsules
e now rolled up in a little ball of