The daily Alaskan., 1922-03-16
AEANaAANsNsEgNkEaNANaNAN The Voice
 of the Pack 1GGa sIss1I
 BY EDISON MARSHALL
By EDISON MARSHALL


 sounds that he was not even ohserv- ant of the peculiar, suhdued quality fin Dams voice. Otherwise, he would have wondered at It. I'm free to confess I don't know" he said. Its booming right toward us, like most animals don't care to do. Of course it may be a human being. You must watch out for that"
 They waited. The sound ended. They stood straininE for long mo- ment without speech.
 That was the dumdest thlng| Lennox went on. "Of course 1t might have been a bear-you never know what they're going to do. It might have got sight of us and turned off. But I can't believe that 1t was just deer"
 But then his words chopped square ly on In his throat. The pIoddIng ad- vance commenced again. And the next instant a gray form revealed It. self at the edge of the thicket.
 It was GraycOat the coyote. half blind with his madness, and des- perate in his agony.
 There was no more deadly thing In all the hills than he. Even the bite of rattlrsnake would have been wei comed beside his. He stood a long Instant. and all his instincts and re- fexeS that would have ordinarily made hlm flee In abieCt terror were thwarted and twisted by the fever Of his madness. He stared mOmen, at the two figures. and his red eyes could not interpret them. They were simply foes. for It was True that when this rackIng agony was upon him, even IIFpIpsS trees seemed foes sometimes. He seemed eerie and unreal as he gazed nt them out Of his burning eyes; and the white foam gathered at hlS fangs. And then. wholly without warning. he charged down at them.
 He came with unbelievable speed The elder LenuOy cried once in warn ing and cursed himself for ventur- lIlZ lbI lll bll lAlt AAb=N " 'NN'N'aN co -H't'r He was fully twenty feet distant from Dan: vet he saw In an Instant his only course. This was no time 10 trust their lives to the markSmanShin Of an amateur He spraug toward Dan. Intending to wrench the weapon from his hand.
 But he didn't achieve his purpose At the first step his foot caught in a projecting root, and he was shot Co hls face on the trail. But long life ln the wilderness had developed Len uox's rcfexes to an abnormal degree: many crises had taught him muscle and nerve control; and only for fraction of an instant a period Of time that few Instruments are fine enough to measure. did he lie Suplnely upon the ground. He rolled on, into a position of defense. But he knew now he could not reach the younger unn before the mad coyote would be upon them. The matter was out Of his hands. Everything depended on the aim and self-contrOl Of the tender foot.
 He looked up. and the whole weird picture was thrown upon the retlna ot his eyes. The coyote was still racing straight toward Dan. a gray demon that In his madness was more terrible than any charging bear or elk. For there Ia an element of horror about the Insane. whether beasts or men, that cannot be denied Both men felt 1t. with a chill that seemed to pene- trate clear to their hearts. The eyes famed, the white f0ngs of Groycoat caught the sunlight And Dan stood erect in his path. his rife half raised to his shoulder; and even in that first trenzied Instant In which LennOX looked at him. he saw there was strange ImpaSSlveness, a singular i'm perturbability on his face.
 "Shoot. man." LennoX shouted. "What are you waiting for?"
 But Dan didn't shoot His hand whipped to his face. and he Snntched of his thick-leused glasses. The eyes that were revealed were narrow and deeply Intent. And by now. the fren- zled coyote was moi fifty feel distant.
 All that had occurred since the ani- nal charged had possibly taken five seconds. Sometimes five seconds Is just a breath; but as LennoX waited for Dan to shoot, 1t seemed like period wholly without limit. He won dered if the younger man had fallen into that strange paralysis that a great terror sometimes mbueS. "ShoOtw he screamed again.
 But 1t Is doubtful If Dan even heard his shout. At that Instant his gun slid into place. his head lowered, his eyes seemed to burn along the glitter ing barrel. His finger pressed back against the trigger. and the roar Of the report rocked through the summer air.
 The gun was of large caliber; and no living creature could stand against the furious. shocking power of the great bullet. The lead went straight home full through ihe neck and slant ing down through the breast. and the