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PART DOG, PART WOLF
This stirring story of the Cana-
dian wilderness is not so much a
sequel as it Is a successor to
James Oliver Curwood's dog clas-
sic, "Kazan." And it stands on
its own merits. It is a dog story,
but it has all human elements
that make it good reading-—love,
adventure and fighting. There Ix
the lovely French-Indian girl
Nepeese, Plerrot, the trapper, the
sinister Bush McTaggart; Carvel
the adventures And in their
lives Baree plays a thrilling
part—a major role. Part dog
part wolf, Baree is dog
it comes to
when he
ance on his ¢
intelligence
in his courage
In the begir
any other
serving his
and wolf reaks
as
Places
and through hi
1 factor
hia loyalty
turer, Carvel
who brin
Nepeese,
Chapter |
was born, th
Cavern
had
oO,
mother,
babyh
mate, caine
eyes gleaming
greenish fire in
th
Kazan's eyes
first impression
away from his moti
him
He could
uld hear
the falle
brought
vision
he co
under
seen until
they frightened h
him,
mense curiosity
hem
them,
and his fea
He
straight at when
disappear
%1 his head
back at
with
would
Kazan t 16
woul
the darkness
denness that Ba
laser
lash
suet
ree wou
shrink ¢ to his
wavs trembled and
sort of
itrange
came in
; beginning Its wonderful
would never go beyond certal
It svould tell him, in time,
i wolf
he would never know of that
Wolf and
but it
Hmitations
that heautif mother
blind. but
terrible battle between Gray
the lynx in
had been destroyed Nature could tell
which his mother's sight
him nothing of Kazan's merciless
geance, of the wonderful years of
matehood, of their loyalty,
strange adventures in
could
dian wilderness—it
only a son of Kazan
And
when
were
nearer, a
came that wonderful
day |
f fire that
then
the greenish
Kazan's
ittie
balls o
came nearer
and very
Wolf had
alone
eyes and
at a time,
cautiously, Heretofore Gray
warned him back. To be wns |
the first law of her wild breed during
mothering-time. A low snarl from her |
throat, and Kazan had always stopped
tut on this day the snarl did not come,
In Gray Wolf's throat it died away in
a low, whimpering sound. A note of
loneliness, of gladness, of a great |
yearning. “It is all right now™ she |
was saying to Kazan; and Kazan
pausing for a moment! to make sure
replied with an answering note deep
In his throat
Still slowly, as if not quite sure of
what he would find, Kazan came to
them, and Baree snuggled closer to his
mother, He heard Knzan as he
dropped down heavily on his belly
close to Gray Wolf. He was unafrald
and mightily curious. And Kazan,
too, was curious. He sniffed. In the
gloom his ears were alert. After a
little Baree began to move. An inch
at a time he dragged himself away
from Gray Wolf's side. Every muscle
in her lithe body tensed, Again her
wolf blood was warning her. There
was danger for Baree, Her lips drew
back, baring her fangs. Her throat
trembled, but the note in it never
came. Out of the darkness two yards
away came a soft, puppyish whine,
and the caressing sound of Kazan's
tongue,
Baree had felt the thrill of his first
great adventure. He had discovered
his father,
This all happened in the third week
of Baree's life. He was just eighteen
days old when Gray Wolf allowed
Kazan to make the acquaintance of his
son. If it had not been for Gray
Wolf's blindness and the memory of
that day on the Sun rock when the
iynx had destroyed her eyes, she
would have given birth to Baree In
the open and his legs would have
been quite strong. He would have
known the sun and the moon and
the stars; he would have, realized
what the thunder meant, and would
have seen the
the sky. But
been nothing
cavern
lightning
as it was,
for him to
under the
flashing in
there had
do in that
windfall but
bones that were about
Many times he
strewn
had been
and go, and nearly always it had been
like a distant echo. le
never felt a very
follow until this day
big, cool tongue caressed his face
Kazan's
In
those wonderful seconds nature was nt
His instinct was not quite born
And went
leaving them
when
work
until then when Kazan
darkness,
fo
for his
had
alone in
for him
he had
)
whimpered come
ust as cried
now and tl
him in vesponse
I'he sun was stra
Everywhere He Looked He Could See
Strange Things.
i
id not frighten him
yet to learn the meaning of
wag to fill
So quite
ollow i
ie
venture, and he
plunged
It took him a lon me to make
yards
eously,
the
twenty Then he ¢ » to a
log worn smooth by the feet of Gray
Kazan,
to send
for his
farther and
went, there
change in this world of his,
known nothing but
now this blackness seemed
itself up into strange
and. stopping
ng every
whimpering
made
along it
slowly a
out nN
mothe PF. he
farther
grew
eall biz way
Asx
curious
He had
And
breaking
shapes and
he
blackness
streak above him-—-a gleam of
and it startled him
he flattened himself down upon the log
and did not move for half a minute.
Then he went on. An ermine squeaked
squirrels feet, and a curlous
not at all
had ever
of a
whut-whut-whut that was
like any sound his mother
made. He was off the trail
it was leading him upward higher and
higher into the tangle of the windfall,
and was growing narrower every fool
he progressed. He whined.
little nose sought vainly for the warm
scent of his mother. The end came
FERIERTERT
ee TT
Pr. Samuel Johnson used a bludg-
eon rather than a rapier in his cepar-
tee, a8 some anecdotes nbout him by
Charles Hopkins Clark In the North
American Review ahow, On onhe oc
easion, on a Sanday, a pompous ac
qualntance, whom he did not like,
came up to him with, “Doctor John-
son, we huve had an excellent sermon
today.” *“Thut muy be so,” sald the
doctor, “but It Is Impossible that you
After a heuted argument, which, by
the way, wus the kind he sald he en.
joyed, he finlched Lis opponent with,
“If I have sald anything you under
stand, [ beg the pardon of the rest
of the company.”
Mr. Cholmondely stopped the cur
ringe In which Johnson wus riding and
attempted to spesk to him, but got ne
attention. Someone sald, “Here Ia Mr.
Cholmondely.,” "What If it 187" sala
Johnson, and went on readlug a book,
suddeniy when he lost his balance and
fell. He let out a piercing ery of ter
ror as he felt himself slipping, and
then plunged downward. He must
have been high up In the windfall, for
to Baree it was a tremendous fall. is
little body thumped from log to
log ag he shot this way and that, and
when at last he stopped, there
searcely a breath left in him, jut he
stood up quickly on his four trembling
legs—and blinked,
was
A new terror held Baree rooted there
In an instant the
chinnged It was a
world had
of sunlight
looked he could
But it was the sun that
most, It
and it
He wouid have
whole
flood
vhere he see
things
frightened him
impression of fire, made
CVEeR Sn
f
into oom of the
fall,
the f wind
I endly gi
ITH f 11 4 3:
this moment G
the end HOR
Kazan rzled
aree joyously,
ke fashion wagged bh
of the dog was to 3
Half wolf, he
aren
no human f
Fhe iynx ha
curibou
homes
+}
} »
ack be were as thick a he
And
paison-ba
i SOn-dal
where
the dendfallis and f
Tusoo had Kept ie wale th
down, there wins ne MREr a
for these 1 eK ur ’ i Ww
once
ilderness
first won
up over the
earth with a n
the
and more beaut
wolf
ng restless He
the
it
softer
x &! yo
Was strong
head
sounds
Kaz in,
the night
ne
of
ng
ng Baree
the windfall,
times,
Halt a d¢
dered about
zen wan-
near
soft
whir over his head, and
or gray
floating swiftly through the air
the big
twice he saw
They
were
been @ rabbit instead of a
and stars would have been his last;
not cautions. Gray Wolf did not watch
hit closely. Instinet told her that In
these forests there was no great dan
In his veins ran the blood of
He was a hunter of all other
wild ereatures, but no other creature,
either winged or fanged, hunted him
man.
What an appealing littie wild
creature is this Baree—part dog,
part wolf!
{TO BE (ONTINUED)
RI PERN OAR ARIA)
Someone attempted to Introdace a
friend: “Here Is my friend, Mr, Vesey,
Doctor Johnson.” “1 see him” salo
the doctor and turned away,
Sir Lynch Cotton asked Doctor
fohusou what he thought of a uelgh:
boring peer, "A dull, commonplace
sort of nnn,” he answered, “just ike
you and your brother.”
Doctor Bernard, president of Jesus
college, Oxford, unintentionally of
feuded hin with a passing Jest, and,
by way of apology sald at once, “I
meant nothing, Doctor Johuson.” Te
which polite remark Johnson an
swered, “If you wean nothing, say
nothing, sir!”
One of the Mysteries
Why do so many strangers think the
real sights of a ¢ity those that regular
residents care least to see? -Detrolt
News.
> a
NELLIE
REVELL
S ays.
HEN I wrote this I could hear
the sound of a chisel and a
hammer and an air riveting machine
wielded by the workmen constructing
an apartment building nearby.
“Doesn't that noise nearly kill you?
asked a visitor as the sounds pierced
the air. I admitted it was not as sooth
Ing as some things I could mention,
but added that it did not irritate me
nearly as much as the noise made by
the wrecking crew while tearing down
the bullding that formerly occupied
the same site,
According to all traditions and leg
ends the nolse should upset me. 1]
presume it would If it were not for
the fact that I know they are bulld
ing, and that the hammer, which plays
a quick, light march, and the chisel
which makes a little plzzicato, are
constructing, not destroying. Then )}
recalled how thrilled I always
been at the sight of n Labor day pa
rade, where every muscular
toil represented construction
was a master workman
Was
schools,
would
son of
Whether
or an en
bridges or
civil
churches,
something that promote
lization
In contrast I recalled another pa
rade which I had been invited to wit
ness There
and
as the youngest
from a grandstand seat,
the
plause of the throng
of our
the gayly
he finest spe
our land all
every mother's
be a killer
the
came back to cheers up
me
strongest country swept
down decorated
1 ¥
of man
physically per
of then
of his
noise
hood In
fect, and son
fellow
And of the
which told me of rebullding
man somehow
derricks
did not
crash of
801 As nerve racking as
tarted re
sine of
the hammer and saw seeme( ‘
annoy me. A build
ited. The worl
rather than new
'
constr
ing was} g
ahead The noise has
sort of harmony
“clink, clink”
into
soe
Was
moving
There is a musical
of the
regular
the workmen,
of
to
homes in
trowels, shaping
I am not
but
steel In
me
which
form
able to
qui®™; deft st
skillful hands
bullding
fies
rokes fir
ROOINS inspire
live, home ties be
be
Perhaps its
forged
bor will
1 and love
will
(1
wall wil
cathe
But
shelter the architect of a great
dral
anyhow they are
or some other great m
bullding
an
And 1 tried
to picture
roar of
bursting of shrapnel
injured
I like te
f indus
shells
aud the
and had work
Cone
"oo r" $ ’ * 4 11 ine
ng on thi ev ging
n
:
1s “ta
thin ipta
of them as cag RC
to kill. 1 that the
which had been the
destructive weapons had been
ity and could now be
try
+ hand
use of
to think
taught
like
relieved
turned toward the constructive
of wielding hammers and saws,
The man who bullds is the only man
who pays his fare in life's highway
man who can roll together two
little balls of dirt making a stronger
that it will hold
the man who can
upon another, so
another's weight:
structure |
builder. Everyone can be 8
builder.
be builders,
builder or
knows whether he
a waster. Every
I= an asset
use to civilization, If a man’s build
Ing is measured by his own span of
life he does not build well.”
Jack or Tommy or whatever his
name is, as he carries his hod of mor
tar up the ladder is a builder, and his
work will stand long after his earthly
tribulations end, and his mundane
gins are forgiven. The first grave
digger was a delightful buffoon, »
cheat and a charlatan, but he had
vision, He boasted that he bullt
stronger than the mason, the ship
wright and the carnenter, and he
argued his case with some plausibility
The mason, the shipwright, the car
penter, the poet, the preacher, the
hod carrier, the writer. We must call
them great. The world is In good
hands.
sess fs
Somebody sent me an engagement
book. 1 wonder if they know any
more jokes like that. It reminds me
of the old negro In jall calling dowr
to the street to another colored mar
to ask what time It was
“What do you care, you ain't goin
nowheres,” was the answer,
That's me. I'd rather have a spelies
or a book of synonyms,
(Copyright by the McNaught Syndioats Ise.)
Short Skirt May
Remain Favorite
Reformers Seem to Gain
but Little Ground for
Change of Style.
The long skirters are bad psycholo-
gists, asserts a fashion writer in the
New York Herald- Tribune. Just when
the knee-length skirt was getting
ready to leave the spotlight—just
when the couture had declared that
the next move of the skirt hem would
be in the direction of the ankles, just
when even the scantiest skirts were
attracting little more than casual no-
tice, along come some bold, well-mean-
Ing crusaders, broadcasting the pro-
nunciamento that the abbreviated
skirt must go, else the whole world
descend into the maelstrom of moral
decadence And straightaway debu-
tante and matron, dowager and tHap-
per, who had been casting around for
something new by which to march at
the head of the mode, sigh relievedly
and pin thelr faith again in the short
skirt. And only because well-intend-
ing reformers more
the toward
have
of publicity
was
Once direct |
ed light
‘hich
an |
ready to retire like |
Clnelr
Tao
this ; c
generation
which
here
t
inaugurated both and
the nature of a <hal
lenge, However fatuously milady may
bow to the lhinute couture,
she resistance |
any other |
a particu
* sarto
her
Two Piece Sports Dress
of Green Brocade Silk
AAA A aa
A charming two-piece sports dress
is made of pale green brocade silk,
and sleeves, tiny taliored
pockets being trimmed with heavy
white crepe de chine. The sports hat
the mode! is of a darker
green milan straw, poke
mutters shoul
Steel Gray Straw Mode
Is Designed for Spring
Steel.gray straw promises to be very ,
popular for early spring. This model
and green-colored velvet,
Fashions in Bracelets
and Slave Necklaces
chain necklaces and
being shown have sey
The links are long |
joined together by |
These joining rings |
may or may not be ornamented by |
small jeweled conventional motifs
They are made to fit snugly about the |
base of the neck and at the wrists
Naturally, it is quite easy to snap the
neckince on, but when it comes to
wrists a difficult problem arises. Only
the services of a mald can settle it,
for it is Impossible to put them on |
single-handed,
Indestructible seed pearls in festoons |
and bangles are used in conjunction |
with fine chains of white gold and |
sliver. These pearls form the decora-
tive scheme centered on the front part
of the chain, The festoons and pend.
ant drops, which are all very small
and dainty, achieve a flattering eflect
for the woman who has deep hollows
or a thin neck.
Lace Is Set In
Lingerie sete should be numerous,
but not extensive, according to the |
dressmakers. The latter declare that |
the day of fancy, frilly, blllowy lingerie
is gone, since such garments bulge un-
der the modern dresses and destroy
the lines of the modern silhouette,
Lace, therefore, 1s being used as inset
medallions on the newest underthings
rather than (on the form of ruffies or
flounces.
The
bracelets
slave
ow
and heavy and
thick round rings.
same
Winsome Patterns in
New Silks and Crepes
i
fruit =
it and con
{ grapes, vines
f the
€ patierns
Include Slender Lines
in Styles for Spring
inh
novelty
the mans
ICR eXDPress
h imported
Nyse uhetantial n
pany with 3 flan
bordered wooleng ig active
In
presence of capelet
Inids,
nels and
principally Nn
these,
coat or sult types
despite the
theme and shoulder flare, there is a
clear survival of straight lines. Even
ted seek a slim effect
ful
iy pes ne
while
quarters
straight silhouette
topcoats, either
or three
length frequently show a
This is partly
all the most
to
fabrics are so all
that they
simplest
because it Is after
flattering to women with
and partly
important
be
hide, because
just now
must set off by the
of styling
Buckle Is Important
as Trimming Detail
The buckle contributes one of the
season. It is quite a glittering orna-
self or contrasting color Is another
trimming means frequently employed
for smart little felt hats
Somewhat different is the use of
gold kid buckles to finish the gold belt
on brown crepe dress. Another buckle,
somewhat smaller, finishes the gold
other two, adorns the very edge of
For Evening Gowns
Drecoll makes much use of the close.
about the hips this season. Evening
gowns, in the new shades of rose and
red, with deep fox bands and Persian
Jeweled girdle, strike an orlental note.
There iz more workmanship In the
cutting and fitting of the gorgeous ma.
terials than there is trimming, to give
an effect of elaborateness to what is
in reality very simple dressmaking.
This expedient Is apparent in certain
of the less famous houses,