The Arvada enterprise., 1917-11-01
CHAPTER I.
The Miracle.

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gray nose between his forepaws, his
eyer hall ciosea. Yet every drop of
the wild blood IL his splendid body
was racing In a ferment Of excitement,
every nerve and fiber of his wonder
full muscles was tense as steel wire.
'cuarter-strain wolf, three-quarters
"hukFy.' he had lived the four years
CT his life in the wilderness. He had
felt the pangs of starvation. He knew
what II meant to freeze. He had
listened to the wailing winds of the
long Arctic night over the barrens. His
throat and sides were SCARED by bat
tie. and his eyes were red with the
blister Of the SHOWS. He was called
Kazan. the Wild Dog, because he was
a giant among his kind and as fear-
less, even, as the men. who drove him
through the perils Of frozen world.
He had never known fear-until
now. He had never felt in him before
the desire to run-not even on that
terrible day In the forest when he had
fought and killed the big gray lynx.
It was his first glimpse Of civilization.
He wished that his master would come
back into the strange room where he
had left him. It was room dlled with
hideous things. There were great hu.
man faces on the wall. but they did
not move or speak, but stared at him
In q way he had never seen people
look before.
Suddenly Kazan lifted his ears q
little. He heard steps. then low voices.
One Of them was his masters voice.
But the other-it sent q little tremor
through him! Once. 80 long ago that
It must have been In his puppyhood
days, he seemed to have had dream
Of a laugh that was like the girls
laugh-a laugh that was all at once
filled with wonderful happiness. the
thrill Of a wonderful love, and
sweetness that made Kaxan lift his
head a. they came In. He looked
. straight at them. his red eyes gleam-
ing. At once he knew that she must
be dear to his master, for his masters
arm was about her. In the glow of
the light he saw that her hair was
&ery bright. and that there was the
color Of the crimson bakneesh vine in
her face and the blue Of the bak.
neesh flower In her shining eyes. Sud.
denly she saw him. and with q little
cry darted toward him.
"stop" shouted the man. "He's
dangerous! Kaxan-"
She was on her knees beside him, all
fluffy and sweet and beautiful. her
eyes shining wonderfully. He saw the
man running forward. pale ~ death.
Then her hand fell upon his head. and
the touch sent q thrill through him
that quivered In every nerve Of his
body. With both hands she turned up
his head. Her face was very close.
and he heard her Say. almost sob
bingiy:
"And you are Kaxan-dear old Ka.
xan. my Ksxan. my hero dog-who
brought him home to me when all tho
others had dicdi My Kaxan-my
herov
And then. miracle Of miracles, her
face wns crushed down against him,
and he felt her sweet. warm touch.
In those moments Kaxan did nOs
move. He scarcely brcathsd. II seemed
. long time before the girl lifted her
face from him And when she did.
there were tears In her blue eyes. and
the man was standing above them. his
hands grippcd tight, his jaws vet.
II never knew him to let anyone
touch him-with their naked hand" he
said In q tense. wondering voice.
"Move back quickly. Isobel. Good
Aoaven-look at thnt!"
Kaxan whineA softiy. his bioodshot
syes on the girls face. He wanted to
1esl her hand again; he wanted to
toOcA her face. Would they beat him
v3tA ~iuh, ~ Woodsssd, " hs dared