Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-10-16
PETEY DINK

II was strong pack, hlled with old
and fearless hunters. Gray Wolf was
the youngest, and she kept close to
Kazans shoulders. She could see moth
Ing Of his red shot eyes and dripping
jaws, and would not have understood
It she had seen. But she could feel
and she was thrilled by the spirit of
that strange and mysterious savagery
that had made Kazan forget all things
hut hurt and death.
The pack made no sound. There
was only the painting of breath and the
soft fall of many feet. They ran swift
" and close. And always KaZan was
leap ahead, with Gray Wolf nosing
his shoulder
Never had he wanted to kill as he
felt the desire in him to kill now. For
the first time he had no fear of man,
no fear of the club, of the whip, or
OF the thing that blazed forth fire and
death. He ran more swiftly, In order
10 overtake them and give them battle
sooner. All OF the pent up madness
of four years Of slavery and abuse at
the hands of men broke loose in thin
red streams of fire In his veins, and
when at last he saw moving blotch
far out on the plain ahead of him, the
cry that came out of his throat was
one that Gray Wolf did not under
stand
Three hundred yards beyond that
moving blotch was the thin line OF
timber, and Kazan and his followers
bore down swiftly. Half way to the
timber they we're almost upon 1t, and
suddenly it stopped and became a
black and motionless shadow on the
snow. From out of 1t there leaped
that lightning tongue of fame that Ka-
ran had always dreaded, and he heard
the kissing song Of the death bee over
his head. He did not mind 1t now. He
yelped sharply, and the wolves raced
in until four Of them we're neck and
neck with him.
A second nash = and the death bee
drove from breast to tail of q huge
gray fighter close to Gray Wolf. A
third - fourth fifth squirt OF
that fire from the black shadow, and
Kazan himself felt sudden swift pass.
ing Of red hot thing along his shout
der, where the mans last bullet shaved
OF the hair and stung his flesh.
Three of the pack had gone down
the others were swinging to the right
and the left But Kazan drove straight
ahead Faithfully Gray Wolf follow
ed him
The sledge dogs had been freed
from their traces, and before he could
reach the man, whom he saw with his
rife held like club in his hands, Ka-
7an was met by the fighting mass of
them. He fought like fend, and there
was the strength and the ferceness of
two mates in the Lad gnashing of
Gray VOLTS fangs. Two of the wolves
rushed in, and Kazan heard the terrific
hack breaking thud of the rifle. To
him it was the club. He wanted to
reach 1T. He wanted to reach the man
who held it, and he freed himself from
+henfighting mass of the dogs and
sprang to the sledge. For the first
time he saw that Their was something
human on the sledge, and In an instan:
he was upon It, He buried his jaws
Geep They sank In something soft
and hairy, and he opened them for an
ether lunge. And then he heard the
voice It was her voice! Every
muscle in his body stood still. He be-
came suddenly like flesh turned to life
less stone. .
Her voice! The bear rug was thrown
back and what had been hidden under
It he saw clearly now In the light Of
the moon and the stars In him in.
stinct worked more swiftly than hui.
man brain could have given birth to
reason. 1t was not she. But the
voice was the same, and the white
girlish face so close to his own blood
Redeemed eyes held in it that same
mystery that he had learned to love-
And he saw now that which she was
clutchins to her breast, and there