Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1918-03-08

q rev moments kazan StOOu Win his
forefeet planted in the damp sand at
the edge of the stream. For brief in
ferval Sandy allowed the babiche to
fall slack. Then with a sudden power
full pull he jerked Kazan out into the
water. Instantly he sent the canoe into
midstream. swung it quickly down with
the current, and began to paddle
enough to keep the babiche taut about
his victims neck. In spite of his sick
ness and injuries Kazan was now COM
PEELED to swim to keep his head above
water. In the wash Of the canoe, and
with Sandy's strokes growing steadily
stronger his position became each mo-
ment one of increasing torture. At
times his shaggy head was pulled COM
pletely under water. At others Sandy
side, and then thrust him under with
the end of his paddle. He grew weaker.
At the end of half mile he was
drowning. Not until then did Sandy
pull him alongside and drag him into
the canoe. The dog fell limp and gasp
IfS III Tic DOltOIu uldA
Sandy's methods had been, they had
worked his purpose. In kazan there
was no longer desire to fight. He no
longer struggled for freedom. He knew
that this man was his master, and for
the time his spirit was gone. All he
desired now was to be allowed to lie In
the bottom of the canoe, out of reach
of the club, and safe from the water.
The club lay between him and the
man. The end of it was within foot
or two of his nose, and what he
smelled was his own blood.
For five days and five nights the
journey downstream continued, and
McTrigger's process Of civilizing Kazan
was continued in three more beatings
with the club, and another resort to the
water torture. On the morning of the
sixth day they reached Red Gold City
and McTrigger put up his tent close to
the river. Somewhere he obtained a
chain for Kazan, and after fastening
the dog securely back of the tent he
cut off the bibache muzzle.
"You can't put no meat in muzzle, y
he told his prisoner. can / want you
to git strong-an' fierce as hell. I've
got an idee. It's an idee you can lick
your weight in wildcats. Wen pull off
a stunt pretty soon that'n fill our
pockets with dust. I've done it afore,
and we can do it here. Wolf an dog
selp me Satan but it'll be a drawin'
card!"
Twice a day after this he brought
fresh raw meat to Kazan. Quickly Ka-
zan's spirit and courage returned to
him. The soreness left his limbs. His
battered jaws healed. And after the
fourth day each time that Sandy came
with meat he greeted him with the
challenge of his snarling fangs. Nc
Trigger did not beat him now. He
gave him no fish, no tallow and meal
nothing but raw meat. He travelled
five miles up the river to bring in the
fresh entrail of caribou that had been
killed. One day Sandy brought an.
other man with him and when the
stranger came a. step too near Kazan
made sudden swift lunge at him. The
man jumped back with startled oath
Hell do" he growled. Hes light
err by ten or fifteen pounds than the
Dane, but he's got the teeth, an TIL
quickness, an he'll give a good show
before he goes under"
I'll make you a bet of twenty-five
per cent of my share that he don't GO
under" offered Sandy.
"Done!" said the other. How long
before he'll be readyy'
Sandy thought moment
another week." he said HE won't
have his weight before then. A week
from today, We'll say. Next Tuesday
night. Does that suit you, Harker?"
Harker nodded.
Next Tuesday night" he agreed
Then he added, "Ill make it half of
my share that the Dane kills your wolf.
dog"
Sandy took long look at Kazan.
"Fll just take you on that he said
Then, as he shook Harker's hand, ~
don't believe there's dog between
here and the Yukon that can kill the
wolf y