The Arvada enterprise. (Arvada, Colo.) 1908-1970, 1918-01-10

face. In her helplessness she looked
happier than Kuzun In all his strength.
From now on. during the days that
followed. 1t was q last great fight be-
tween blind and faithful Gray Wolf
ind the woman. II Joan had known OF
what lay In the thicket, II she could
once have seen the poor creature to
whom kazan was now all life-the sun,
the stars, the moon. and food-she
would have helped Gray Wolf. But as
1t was she tried to lure Knzan more
and more to the cabin, and slowly she
won.
At Inst the great day came, eight
days after the fight ON the Sun Rock.
kazan had taken Gray Wolf to a wood
ed point on the river two days before.
and there he had left her the preceding
night when he went to the cabin. This
time a stout babiche thong was tied
to the collar round his neck. and he
was fastened to q staple In the log
wall. joan and her husband were up
before 1t was light next day. The sun
was Just rising when they all went out.
the man carrying the baby. and joan
leading him. Joan turned and locked
the cabin door. and Kazan heard q sob
In her throat as they followed The man
down to the river. The big canoe was
packed and waiting. Joan got in first.
with the baby. Then. still holding the
babIche thong. she drew kaxnn up
close to her. no that he lay with his
weight against her.
The sun fell warmly on Kazan's
back ~ they showed of. and he closed
his eyes. and rested his head on JOans
lap. Her hand fell softly on his shout
der. He heard again that sound which
the mnn could not hear. the broken sob
In her throat. rs the canoe moved slow
ly down to the wooded point.
JOan waved her hand back Mt the
cabin. Just disappearing behind the
trees.
'Good-by!" she cricdly sndly. "GOod.
by" And then she buried her face
close down to kaxnn and the buby, and
sObl,cd.
The man stopped padding.
you're not sorry-Joan?" he asked.
They were drifting past the point
now. ind the scent Of Gray Wolf came
TO Knzan's nostrils. rousing him. and
bringing low whine from his throat.
"ioure not sorry-we're going7"
joan shook her head.
mo-" she replied. "Only rve-nl-
ways lived herein the forcsts-nnd
thcy're-home!
The point with Its white finger Of
sand. was behind them now. And M.
znn was standing rigid. facing II. The
man called to him. md Joan lifted her
head. She. too. saw the point. ind
suddenly the bablche leash slipped
from her fingers. and strange light
lcapcd into her blue eyes ns she saw
what stood ut the end OF that white tip
OF sand. II was Gray Wolf. Her blind
eyes were turned toward Knznn. At
last Gray Wolf. the faithful. under.
stood. Scent told her what her eyes
could not see. KazaI and the man smell
were together. And they were going
going-going-
Look !" whispered Joan.
The man turned. Gray VOLTS fore.
wv WIZ 'he Nul'I. anu iloN. uS
the canoe driftcd farther and farther
away. she settled back on her launches.
raised her head TO the sun which she
could not See and gave her last long
wuilln: cry for kaznn.
The canoe lurclicd. A tawny body
shot through the nlr-and Kazau was
gone.
The man reached forward for his
rifle. Joan's hand stopped him. Her
fac. was white.
Let him 90 back to her! Let him
so-lct him got" she cried. ut is his
plucr-with her"
Aud Knznn reaching the shore. shook
the water from his shaggy hnir. and
looked for the Inst time toward the
woman. The canoe was drifting slow
~ around the first bend. A moment
more and Il had disappeared. Gray
Wolf had won.