The daily Alaskan., 1922-03-09
Copyright, 1920, Little, Brown q oompAny)

LennoI prOOed hack into the years ] for a single Instant, strengthened out 1 all the kinks of his memory in less time than the wind strNightens out 1 the folds of flag, and turned a most l interested face. "Rrmember hlm!" he l exclaimed "I should say I dO." The | mlddle-aged man half-CIOSed his pierc- ing, gray eyes.
 Listen, Steele" he said, q saw Dan
 Failing make a bet once I wns just
 kid, but ] wake up in my sleep to
 marvel at it We had g full long | glimpse of a bIack-tRIl bounding up a
 long slope. It was just a spigebuck,
 and Dan Failing said he could take | the left-hand spike off with one shot from his old Sharpe'S. Three of us 1 het him-the whole :hlng in less than two seconds With the next shot
 he'd get the deer. He won the bet,
 md now if I ever forget Dan Failing
 | want to die"
 "You're just the man Pm looking
 for, then. You're not going out Till the { lay after tOmOrrow?"
 "NO."
 "On the limited hitting here tOmor- | TOW morning. there's a grandson Of l Dan Failing. His rame Is Dan Fan.
 ng, too. and he wantS 10 go up 70 you,
 place tu hunt Stay all summer and , nay board"
 Lernox's eyes said that he couldn't
 believe it was true After a while his tongue spoke too. Good Lord" he said. "l used to frller Dan around 1 like old Shag. hefnr. he died followed ! Snowhrrd. Of coGrse be can come , But he cant pay board" IT was rather characteristic of thP | mountain mpn--thst the grandson of Dan Failing Coui1at possibly pay board Rur Steele rnew the ways of
 cities and of men. and he only smiled 1 "Tfe won't come, then" he explained. | Anyway, have that ouI with him at
 the end of his stay. Re wants fish 1 ing. and you've got that m the North fork. Moreover, you're Q thousand
 miles back"
 "Only one hundred, If you must f know. But Steele-dO you suppose
 he's the man his grandfather was be. 1 fore him-that all the FuilinES have been since the first days of the Ore. gon trail? IT he Is-wcIl, my hats
 of to him before he steps on the ] traIn."
 The mountalneer's bronzed face woS earnest and intent in the bright lights of the club. Steele thought he had . known his breed. Now he began Co have doubts of his own knowledge
 He won't be; don't count on It. he ! said humbly. "The FoilIngs have done much for this region, and I'm glad enough to do a little to pay 1t back but don't count much on this eastern boy. He's lived in cities besides. hes a sick man. He said so in his wire { You ought 10 know lt before you take him in."
 The hronzcd face changed; possibly 6 shadow of disappointment came in to his eyes. "A hunger, eh? LennON repeated. "Yes-Its true that if he'd been like the other Failings. he'd never have been that. Why. Steele, you couldn't have given that old man a cold if you'd tied him in the Rogue river overnight. Of course you couldn't count on the line keeping up forever. But m take him. for the memory Of his grandfather"
 "You're no, afraid to?"
 Afraid. h-l, He can't. Infect those two strapDing children of mine, Snow bird weighs one hundred and twenty pounds and Is hard as steel Never knew 8 sick day in her life. And you know Bill Of course" Yes. Steele knew Bill. Bill weighed two hundred pounds, and he would choose the biggest of the steers he drove down to the lower levels In the winter and. twisting It's horns, would make lt lny over on its side. Besides. both of the men assumed that Dan must he only in the first stages Of his malady.
 And even as the men talked. the train that bore Dan Failing 10 the home of hIs ancestors was entering for tho first time the dark forests of pine and fir that make the eternal background of the Northwest. He was wholly unable to understand the strange feeling of familiarity that he had with them. a sensation that in his dreams he hnd known them ul- ways, and that he must never go out of the range of them again.
 
 Dan didn't see his host at first. For the first Instant he was entirely en- crossed by a surging sense of dlSap- pOintment-a feeling that he had been tricEed and had only come to another city after all. He got down onto the gravel of the station yard and out on the gray street pavement he heard the clang of a trolley car. Many au- tOmOhiles were parked just beside the station, some of them foreign cars of expensive makes. such as he supposed would be wholly unknown On the frontier. 4 man in golf clothes \ n