Cheyenne record., 1918-02-28

ing. In his struggles Kazan sprang
the remaining two traps. One of them
missed. The fifth, and last, caught
him by q hindfoot.
Henri and Weyman were out early.
When they struck of the main line
toward the windfall, Henri pointed to
the tracks Of Kazan and 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 a moment, astounded by what they
saw. Even Henri had seen nothing
like this before-two wolves and q
lynx, all 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 steel
capped bullet through the base of
Kazan's brain, when Weyman caught
him eagerly by the arm.
"Wait!" he cried. Its not wolf.
It's a dogl"
Henri lowered his rifle, staring at
the collar. Weyman's eyes shot to
Gray Wolf. She was facing them,
snarling, 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" 'e commanded Of Henri.
"What in the name of heaven"
'One is dog-wild dog that has run
to the wolves" said Henri. "And the
other is-wolf."
"And blind" gasped Weyman.
"Oui, blind, m'sieur." added Henri,
falling partly into French in his amaze
ment. He was raising his rifle again.
Weyman seized it firmly.
'Don't kill them. Henri" he said.
i"Give them to me-alive. Figure up
the value OF the lynx they have de-
stroyed, and add to that the wolf
bounty, and I will pay. Alive, they
are worth to me great deal. Heav-
ems, dog-and n blind wolf-mates !"
He still held Henris rifle, and Henri
was staring ut him, us If he did not
yet quite understand.
Weyman continued speaking, his
eyes and face blazing.
"A dOg-and blind wolf-mates !"
he repeated. 1T Is wonderful, Henri.
Down there, they will say have gone
beyond reason. when my book comes
out. But l shall have proof. l shall
take twenty photographs here, before
you kill the lynx. l shall keep the
dog and the wolf alive. And l shall
pay you, Henri, hundred dollars
apiece for the two. May have them?"
Henri nodded. He held his rifle in
frendiness. while Weyman unpacked his
camera and got to work. Snarling
fangs greeted the click of the camera
shutter-the fangs of wolf and lynx.
3ut 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 al snarled at the
writhing body of his forest enemy.
BY means Of a pole and babiche
moose. Kazan was brought out from un-
der the windfall and taken to Henri's
cabin. The two men then returned
with thick sack and more babiche,
and blind Gray Wolf. stilE fettered by
the traps, was made prisoner: All the
rest Of that day Weyman and Henri
worked to build q 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-
1raved the one word, "Kazan," and
with a 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 a 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 at first; then puzzled, and .
growing curiosity followed that. Ot,
casionally, after the third day, she
would thrust her blind face out of