University Missourian. [volume] (Columbia, Mo.) 1908-1916, 1915-09-10

With a whine Kazan was on his
feet, tugging at the babiche. Sandy
snatched up his club. and leaped to-
ward him.
Down, you brute," he commanded.
In the freight the club rose and
fell with ferocious quickness. When
McTrigger returned to the fire he was
breathing hard again. He tossed his
club beside the blankets he had
spread out for bed. 1t was differ
ent looking club now. 1t was covered
with blood and hair.
Guess that1l take the spirit out
of him." he chuckled. It'll do that
or kill i'm"
Several times that night Kazan
heard Gray VOLTS call He whined
softly in response. fearing the club
He watched the fire until the last
embecs of 1t died out, and then cau-
tiously dragged himself from under
the snag. Two or three times he tried
to stand on his feet, but fell back eacn
time. His legs were not broken, but
the pain of standing on them was ex-
cruciating. He was hot and feverish.
All that night he had craved a drink
of water When Sandy crawled out
from between his blankets in the ear
ly dawn he gave him both meat and
water. Kazan drank the water, but
would not touch the meat Sandy re-
garded the change in him with salts
faction. By the time the sun was up
he had finished his breakfast and was
ready to leave. He approached Ka-
zan fearlessly now, without the club.
Untying the babiche he dragged the
dog to the canoe Kazan skunk in the
sand while his captor fastened the end
of the hide rope to the stern of the
canoe. Sandy grinned. What was
about to happen would be fun for him.
In the Yukon he had learned how to
take the spirit out of dogs.
He pushed off, bow foremost Brac-
ing himself with his paddle he then
began to pull Kazan toward the wa
ter. In few moments Kazan stood
with his forefeet planted in the damp
sand at the edge of the stream. For
brief interval Sandy allowed the
babiche to fall slack. Then with a
sudden powerful pull he jerked Ka-
zan out into the water. Instantly he
sent the canoe into midstream, swung
it quickly down with the current, and
began to paddle enough to keen the
babiche taut about his victims neck
In spite of his sickness and Injuries
Kazan was now compelled to swim
to keep his head above water.
In the wash of the canoe, and
with Sandy's strokes growing stead
lily stronger, his position became each
moment one of increasing torture. At
times his shaggy head was pulled
completely under water. At others
Sandy would wait until he had drifted
and then thrust him under
with the end of his paddle He grew
weaker. At the end of half mile he
was drowning. Not until then did
Sandy pull him alongside and drag
him into the canoe. The dog fell limp
and grasping in the bottom. Brutal
though Sandy's methods had been,
they had worked his purpose. In
KaZan there was no longer a desire to
fight. He no longer struggled for
freedom. He knew that this man was
his master, and for the time his spir-
it was gone All he desired now was
to be allowed to lie in the bottom of |
the canoe, out of reach of the club,
and safe from the water. The club |
lay between him and the man. The |
end of it was within foot or two of |
his nose, and what he smelled was |
his own blood
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journey downstream continued, and |
process of civilizing Ka-
zan was continued in three more beat
ngs with the club, and another re-
sort to the water torture On the
of the sixth day they reached
Red Gold City, and McTrigger put up
lis tent close to the river. Some
where he obtained a chain for Kazan,
Ind after fastening the dog securely
back of the tent he cut off the bab-
che muzzle
"You can't put on meat in a muzzle,"
he told his prisoner. AN / want you
o git strong-an' fierce as hell. I've
got an idee. It's an idee you can lick
Tour weight in wildcats. Well pull
,ff stunt pretty soon that'll fill our
pockets with dust. I've done 1t afore,