Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1918-03-15

MIN with . quart Of the mixture, and
he gulped II between his huge Jaws
The little man with the cold blue eyes
and the gray-blond hair stroked hts
back without fear. His attitude was
different when he turned to Kaxan.
His movements were filed with eau
ton, and yet his eyes and his lips
were smiling, and he gave the wolf
dog no evidence Of his fear, if II could
be called fear.
The little professor. who was up In
the north country for the Smithsonian
Institution, had spent a third Of his
life among dogs. He loved them, and
understood them. He had written .
number Of magazine articles on dog
Intellect that had attracted wide at
tention among Daturalists. 1t was
largely because he loved dogs, and
understood them more than most men,
that he had bought Kazan and the big
Dane on the night when Sandy Nc
Trigger and his partner had tried to
get them to light to the death In the
Red Gold City saloon. The refusal Of
shS tWO 6RhCuuAu DS>oStS ~ MIL Will
other for the pleasure Of the three
hundred men who had assembled to
witness the fight delighted him. He
had already planned a paper On the
incident. Sandy had told him the story
Of Kazah's capture, and of his wild
mate, Gray Wolf, and the professor
had asked him thousand questions.
But each day Kazan puzzled him
more. No amount Of kindness on his
part could bring q responsive CLEAN In
Kazan's eyes. Not once did Kazan
signify a willingness to become friends.
And yet he did not snarl at McGill, or
snap at hts hands when they came
within reach. Quite frequently Sandy
AcTrigger came over to the little
cabin where McGill was staying, and
three times Kazan leaped at the end
ct his chain to get at him, and his
white fangs cleaned as long as Sandy
was in sight. Alone with McGin he
became quiet. Something told him
that McGill had come as a friend that
night when he and the big Dane stood
shoulder to shoulder In the cage that
had been built for a slaughter pen.
Away down In his brute heart he held
McGin apart from other men. He had
no desire to harm him. He tolerated
him, but showed none Of the growing
affection Of the huge Dane. 1t was
this fact that puzzled McGill. He had
never before known dog that he
could not make love him.
Today he placed the tallow and bran
before Kazan. and the smile in his
face gave way to look Of perplexity.
Kazan's lips had drawn suddenly back.
A fierce snarl rolled deep In his throat.
The hair along his spine stood up. His
muscles twitched. Instinctively the
professor turned. Sandy McTrigger
had come up quietly behind him. His
brutal face wore a grin as he looked
at Kazan.
ITS a fool job-tryin' to make
friends with him." he said. Then he
added, with a sudden interested CLEAN
in his eyes, ".When you startin'?"
with first frost" replied McGill.
1T ought to come soon. I'm going to
join Sergeant Conroy and his party at
Fond du Lac by the LIST of October"
"And you're going up to Fond du
Lac-alOnef queried Sandy. "Why
don't you take a manr"
The little professor laughed softly.
"Why?" he asked. 1--WE been
through the Athabasca waterways q
dozen times, and know the trail as
well as know Broadway. BESIDES. I
like to be alone. And the work isn't
too hard. with the currents all flowing
to the north and east"
Sandy was looking at the Dane, with
his back to McGnl. An exultant gieam
shot for an instant into his eyes
you're taking the dogsf"
yes"
Sandy lighted his pipe. and spoke
IKE one strangely curious
Must cost a heap to take these
trips o. y0urn, don't itr'
my last cost about seven thousand
dollars. This will cost Ave." said Nc
Gill.
ascot r. breathed Sandy. AN you
carry all that along with you! Amt
you afraid-something might hap
pen-r
The little professor was looking the
other way now. The carelessuess in
his face and manner changed. His
blue eyes grew q shade darker. A
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