Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1917-07-05

toward the windfall, Henri pointed to
the tracks OF Kazan aud Gray Wolf,
and his dark face lighted up with
pleasure and excitement. When they
reached the shelter under the mass OF
fallen timber, both stood speechless
for q moment, astounded by what they
saw. Even Henri had seen nothing
like this befOre-two wolves and
lynx. oil In traps, and almost within
reach Of one another's fangs. But sur
prise could not long delay the business
Of Henri's hunters instinct. The
wolves lay first In his path, and he
was raising his rifle TO put a steel
capped bullet through the base OF
Kazan's brain, when Weyman caught
him eagerly by the arm.
"Walti" he cried. ITS not a wolf.
It's u dogI"
Henri lowered his rifle, staring ut
the collar. Weymans eyes shot to
Gray Wolf. She was facing them
snarllng. her white fangs barred to
the foes she could not see. Her blind
eyes were closed. Where there should
have been eyes there was only hair,
and an exclamation broke from Wey-
mans lips.
Look" he commanded Of Henri.
"What In the name Of heaven"
One is dOg-wlld dog that has run
to the wolves" said Henri. "And the
other is-wOlf."
"And blindw gasped Weyman.
"Oui, blind. m'sieur." added Henri.
falling partly into French In his amaze
ment. He was raising his rifle again.
Weyman seized II firmly.
Don't kill them, Henri" he said.
"Give them TO me-allve. Figure up
the value Of the lynx they have de-
stroyed, and add 10 that the wolf
bounty, and / will pay. Alive. they
are worth to me great deal. Heav-
ems, a dOg-and blind wolf-mates
He still held Henri's rife, and Henri
was staring at him, as II he did not
yet quite understand.
Weyman continued speaking, his
eyes and face blazing.
"A dog-and blind wolf-mates
he repeated. ut is wonderful, Henri.
Down there, they will say have gone
beyond reason. when my book comes
out. But l shall have proof. i shall
take twenty photographs here, before
you kill the lynx. shall keep the
dog and the wolf alive. And I shall
pay you, Henri, hundred dollars
apiece for the two. May have them"
Henri nodded. He held his rifle in
readiness, while Weyman unpacked his
camera and got to work. Snarllng
fangs greeted the click Of the camera
shutter-the fangs Of wolf and lynx.
But Kazan lay cringing, not through
fear, but because he still recognized
the mastery Of man.
Henri shot the lynx, and when Kazan
understood this, he tore at the end OF
his trap-chains ard snarled at the
writhlng body Of his forest enemy. '
By means Of a pole and a babiche
moose, Kazan was brought out from I'M
der the windfall and taken to Henri's |
cabin. The two men then returned !
with a thick sack and more babiche, !
and blind Gray Wolf, still fettered by |
the traps, was made prisoner. All the !
rest of that day Weyman and Henri
worked to build a stout cage Of sap
lings, and when 1t was finished, the !
two prisoners were placed in it.
Before the dog was put In with Gray
Wolf, Weyman closely examined the ,
worn and toOth-marked collar about
his neck.
On the brass plate he found en-
graved the one word, "Kazan," and
with strange thrill made note Of 1t
in his diary.
After this Weyman often remained
at the cabin when Henri went out on
the trap-line. After the second day he
dared to put his hand between the sap
ling bars and touch KaZan, and the
next day Kazan accepted piece OF
raw moose meat from his hand. But
at his approach, Gray Wolf would al
ways hide under the pile of balsam IN
the corner Of their prison. The In
stinct of generations and perhaps Of
centuries had taught her that man
was her deadliest enemy. And yet,
this man did not hurt her, and Kazan
was not afraid of him. She was fright
ened ut first; then puzzled, and
growing curiosity followed that. Oc-
casionally, after the third day, she
would thrust her blind face out Of
the balsam and sniff the air when
Weyman was at the cage, making
friends with Kazan. But she would
not eat. Weyman noted that, and each
day he tempted her with the choicest
mOrsels Of deer and moose fat. Five
days-slx-seven passed, and she had
not taken a mouthful. Weyman could
count her ribs.
"She die" Henri told him on the
seventh night. "She starve before she