Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-01-07

shaggy head to the dark sky and howled
/ moment later the door opened A
/ man came out. Kazans reddened, snow
shot eyes followed him watchfully as he
/ ran TO the sledge. He heard his startled
/ exclamation as he bent over Joan. In
| another lull OF the wind there came from
| out of the mass of furs on the sledge the
wailing, half-smothered voice OF baby
| Joan
deep sigh Of relief heaved up from
| Kazans chest. lie was exhausted. His
strength was gone. His feet were torn
and bleeding. But the voice OF baby Joan
i filled him with a strange happiness, and
he lay down in his traces while the man
carried Joan and the baby into the life
and warmth of the cabin.
few minutes later the man reap
peared He was not old, like Pierre Ra-
dlsson. He came close to Kazan and
looked down at him.
MY God" he said "And you did that
-alonew
He bent down fearlessiy, unfastened
him from the traces and led him toward
the cabin door Kazan hesitated but
once-amost on the threshold, He turned
his head, swift and alert From out of
the moaning and wailing of the storm 1t
seemed to him that for a moment he had
heard the voice OF Gray Wolf.
Then the cabin door closed behind him.
Back In a shadowy corner OF the cabin
he lay while the man prepared some
thing over "A hot stove for Joan. 1t was
a long time before Joan rose from the
cot on which the man had placed her
After that Kazan heard her sobbing; and
then the man made her eat, and for a
time they talked. Then the stranger hung
up big blanket in front of the bunk and
sat down close to the stove.
Quietly Kazan slipped along the wall
and crept under the bunk. For long
time he could hear the sobbing breath of
the girl. Then all was still.
The next morning he slipped out through
the door when the man opened II, and
sped swiftly into the forest Half n mile
away he found the trail of Gray Wolf,
and called to her. From the frozen river
came her reply, and he went to her.
Nainly Gray Wolf tried to lure him
back into their old haunts--away from the
cabin and the scent of man. Late that
morning the man harnessed his dogs, and
from the fringe of the forest Kazan saw
him tuck Joan and the baby among the
furs on the sledge, as old Pierre had done.
All that day he followed in the trail of
the team. with Gray Wolf Sinking be-
hind him. They Travelled until dark; and
then, under the stars and the moon that
had followed the storm. the man still
urged on his team. 1t was deep in the
night when they came to another cabin.
and the man beat upon the door. A light.
the opening of the door, the joyous well
come of a mans voice Joan's sobblng
cry-Kazan heard these from the shadows
in which he was hidden, and then slipped
back to Gray Wolf
In the days and weeks that followed
Joan's homecoming the lure of the cabin
and Of the woman's hand held ka2an.
As he had tolerated Pierre, so now he
tolerated the younger man who lived with
Joan and the baby. He knew that the
man was very dear to Joan, and that the
baby was very dear to him. as 1t was to
the girl. 1t was not until the third day
that Joan succeeded in coaXing him into
the cabn--and that was the day on which
the man returned with the dead and
frozen body of Pierre. 1t was Joan's
husband who first found the name on the
collar he wore, and they began calling
him Ka2an.
Half mile away. at the summit of n
huge mass of dock which the Indians
called the Sun Rock, he and Gray Wolf
had found a home; and from here they
went down to their hunts on the plain,
and often the girls voice reached up to
them. calling, "Kazan! Kazan! Kazan!"
Through all the long winter Kazan
hovered thus between tr,- lure of Joan
and the cabn-and Gray Wolf.
Then came spring-and the Great
Change.