Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1917-06-14
synopsis.

CHAPTER I-KaGan. the wild slsdgo
eog. one-ouartor wolf and throe-ouartor
husky" distFustful Of all man because
the, sn:ir brutal sr:s.% tine; % him st fIns
% him In new and strange surroundings.
CHAPTER II-Hs shown snarlns snmi-
Up!H sSS S VIE Ts. |: ,S. S:S S:E
camp.
CHAPTER III-KaSan knows that No
CrOady 10 q murderer. Mccready stealth
lily carsssss 1sobel's hair and kasan at
tlcks him. Thorpe whips kaEan. NC
Cready tries 20 murder Thorpe ano Az
fearing the club IN punishment. runs away
Into the forest
CHAPTER Iv-Torn between love OF his
mistress. the fear OF his masters club and
the desires OF the wolf nature In him, ne
81 lsngth sends forth the wolf cry.
CHAPTER V-Kaxan runs with the
wolves, nghts their leader. becomes mas
ter OF the pack. and mates with Gray
Wolf.
CHAPTER VI-Kazan and the pack at
tack Pierre Radiason. his daughter Joan
and her baby. but in the battle kazan
turns dog again and helps drive on the
wolves.
CHAPTER vII-Kazan's wounds are
dressed and he 10 tied to the sledge'
CHAPTER vIII-Pierre and KaEan drag
the rledEe. Gray Wolf follows at DIS
lance. Pierre dies ~ miles away from
their home on the Little Beaver
wolff" she moaned. "oh, Wolf"
She went on, her breath coming
pantlngly now, even from her brief ex-
ertion. The snow was not so deep on
the Ice Of the river. But wind was
rising. 1t came from the north and
east, straight in her face, and Joan
bowed her head as she pulled with IA
zan. Half q mile down the river she
stopped. and no longer could she re-
press the hopelessness that rose to
her lips In a sobblng, choking cry.
Forty miles! She clutched her hands
ut her breast, and stood b thing like
one who had been beaten, her back TO
the wind. The baby was quiet Joan
went back and peered down under the
furs, and what she saw there spurred
her on again almost fiercely. Twice
she stumbled to her knees In the drifts
during the next quarter Of a mile.
After that there was a stretch OF
wind-swept ice, and Kazan pulled the
sledge alone. Joan walked at his side.
There was q pain In her chest. A thou
sand needles seemed pricking her face.
and suddenly she remembered the Their
mometer. She exposed It for a time
on the top of the tent. When she looked
ut II q few minutes later 1t was 30 de-
grees below zero. Forty miles! And
her father had told her that she could
make it-and could not lose herself /!
But she did not know that even her
father would have been afraid to face
the north that day, with the tempera-
ture at 80 below, and moaning WIND
bringing the first warning Of a bliz-
card.
The timber was far behind her MOVE
Ahead there was nothing but the pitt
less barren, and the timber beyond
that was hidden by the gray gloom OF
the day. II there had been trees,
Joan's heart would not have choked so
with terror. But there was nothing
nothing but that gray, ghOstly gloom,
with the rim Of the sky touching the
earth q mile away.
The snow grew heavy under her feet
again. Always she was watching Tor
those treacherous. frOst-cOated traps
In the ice her father had spoken Of.
But she found now that all the ice and
snow looked alike to her, and that
there was a growing pain back OF her
eyes. It was the intense cold.
The river widened into small lake,
and here the wind struck her In the
face with such force that her weight
was taken from the strap, and kaZan
dragged the sledge alone. A few
inches Of snow impeded her as much
as a foot had done before. Little BY
little she dropped back. Kazan
forged to her side, every ounce Of his
magnificent strength in the traces. BY
the time they were on the river chan
mel again Joan was at the back Of the
sledge, following In the trail made by
Kazan. She was powerless to help
him. She felt more and more the lead
en- weight Of her legs. There was but
one hOpe-and that was the forest. II
they did not reach 1t soon, within half
an hour, she would be able to 90 no
farther. Over and over again she
moaned a prayer for her baby as she
struggled on. She fell in the snow
dfifts. Kazan and the sledge became
only a dark blOtch to her. And then,
all at once, she saw that they were
leaving her. They were not more than
twenty feet ahead Of her-but the
blotch seemed to be a vast distance
away. Every bit Of life and strength
in her body was now bent upon reach
Ing the sledge-and baby Joan.
It seemed an intermInable time be-
fore she gained. With the sledge only
ak feet ahead Of her, she struggled
fd what seemed to her'to be an hour
before she could reach out and touch
f. With a moan she flung herself for
ward, and fell upon It. She no longer
heard the waIllng Of the storm. She
no longer felt discomfort. With her
face In the furs under which baby Joan
vaa huFipd. there came 10 her with