The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1921-04-14
CHAPTER II-contlnued.

And we'll try to get five hours sleep.
''Top long, if we're going to make 1t
out" LennOx objected.
'"That leaves a wOrkday Of nineteen
hours" Dan persisted. mot any too
little. Five hours it will be-"
He found where the snow had drift
ed against a great, dead log, leaving
the white covering only a foot in
depth on the lee side. He began to
scrape the snow away, then hacked at
the log with his ak until he had pro-
cured a piece of comparatively dry
wood from its center. They all stood
breathless while he lighted the little
pile of kindling and heaped it with
green wood-the only wood procur-
able. But it didn't burn freely. 1t
smoked titfully, threatening to die out
and emitting very little heat.
But they didn't particularly care.
The sun was warm above, as always
in the mountain winters Of southern
Oregon. Snowbird and Dan cleared
spaces beside the fire and slept. Len
nOx, who had rested on the journey,
lay on his sled and with his uninjured
arm tried to hack enough wood from
the saplings that Dan had cut to keep
the fire burning.
At three they got up, still tired and
aching in their bones from exposure.
Twenty-four hours had passed since
they had tasted food, and their up9e-
plenished systems complained. Enere
is no better engine in the wide world
than the human body. It will stand
more neglect and abuse than the finest
steel motors ever made by the hands
Of craftsmen. A man may fast many
days if he lies quietly in one place
and keeps warm. But fasting is a
deadly proposition while pulling
sledges over the snow
Dan was less hopeful now. His face
told what his words did not. The
lines cleft deeper about his lips and
eyes; and SnOwbird's heart ached
when he tried to encourage her with
q smile. 1t was wan, strange smile
that couldn't quite hide the first sick
ness of despair
The shadows quickly heightened
simply leaping over the snow from the
Hast-falling sun. The twilight deep
ened, the snow turned gray, and then,
IN vague way, the journey began to
partake of a quality Of unreality. 1t
was not that the cold and the snow
and their hunger were not entirely
real, or that the wilderness was no
longer naked to their eyes. It was lust
that their whole effort seemed like
some dreadful, unburdened Journey In
3 dream-7a stumbling advance under
difficulties too many and real to be
true.
The first sign was the far-off cry
Of the wolf pack. It was very faint,
simply stir in the eardrums, vet it
was entirely clear. That clear. cold
mountain air was a perfect telephone
system, conveying a message distinct
ly, no matter how family. There
were no tall buildings or cities to dis
turb the ether waves. And all three
Of them knew at the same instant It
was not exactly the cry they had
heard before
They couldn't have told Just WIN.
even if they had wished to talk about
1t. In some dim way, it had lost the
strange quality of despair it had held
ONGOAN' IL was as IL IAc pack were
running with renewed life, that each
wolf was calling to another with a
dreadful sort of exultation. 1t was an
exctt ed cry, toO-not the long. sad
song they had learned to listen for. 1t
sounded Immediately behind them.
They couldn't help but listen. No
human ears could have shut out the
sound. But none of them pretended
that they had heard. And this was the
-, worst sign of all. Each one O.. the
three was hoping against hope in his
very heart; and at the same time hop
ing that the others did not understand.
For long time, as the darkness
ceepened about them, the forests were
still. Perhaps, Dan thought, he had
been mistaken after ALL His shoulders
Strengthened. Then the chorus blared
again.
TIE man looked back at the girl,
smiling into her eyes. Lennox lay as
If asleep, the lines of his dark face
curiOusIE pronounced. And the girl,
because che was. of the mountains,
body and soul, answered Dams smile.
Then they knew that all of them knew
the truth. Not even an inexperienced
ear could have any delus4o1s about
the pack song new. It was that old
est OF wilderness songs, the hunting
cry-that frenziec song of .blood-lust
that the wolf pa K utte"s when it is
running on the rail of gfme. 1t had
found the track of living flesh at last.
There's no use stopping, or trying
to climb tree" Dan told them sim
ply. I'm the first place, Lennox can't
do it. In the second, we've got to take
a chancellor cold and hunger can get
up tree where the wolf pack can't"
He spoke wholly without emotion.
Once more he frightened the traces of
the sled
I've heard that sometimes the pack
will chaze a man for DAYS without at