Orland Zenith, Volume 18, Number 18, Orland, Steuben County, 8 August 1917 — Page 3

THE ZENITH, OBLAND, INDIANA

i%> ewj Hmb and nm*c e. warriors of a hundred fights, and fearless to the point of death, the two half-wolf victims of man stood facing each other. None could see the questioning look In their brute eyes. None knew 'that In this thrilling moment the unseen band of the wonderful Spirit Ood of the wilderness hovered between them, and that one of Its miracles was descending upon them. It was understanding. Meeting In the open—rivals In the traces—they would have been rolling In the throes of terrific battle. But here came that mute appeal of brotherhood.

WOMEN OF MIDDLE AGE

KAZAN

she crouched in the bosh naca from the river, waiting for him to come to her. She had faith that he would come, as he had come a thousand times before, and she lay dose on her belly, sniffing the air, and whining when it brought no scent of her mate. Day and night were aUke an endless chaos of darkness to her now, but she knew when the sun went down. She sensed the first deepening shadows of evening, and she knew that the stars were out, and that the river lay In moonlight It was a night to roam, and after a time she moved restlessly about In a small circle od the plain, and sent out her first inquiring call for Kazan. Up from the river came the pungent odor of smoke, and Instinctively sbe knew that It was this smoke, and the nearness of man. that was keeping Kasan from her. But sbe went no nearer U*n that first circle made by her padded feet Blindness had taught her to wait Since the day of the battle on the Sun Bock, when the lynx had destroyed her eyes, Kasan had never failed her. Three time she called for him In the early night Then she made herself a nest under a bansklan shrub, and waited until dawn.

Just how she knew when night blotted out the last glow of the sun, so without seeing she knew when day came. Not until she felt the warmth of the sun on her back did her anxiety overcome her caution. Slowly she moved toward the river, sniffing the air and whining. Thera was no longer the smell of smoke In the air, and sbe could not catch the scent of man. She followed her own trail back to the sand-bar, and in the fringe of thick bush overhanging the white shore of the stream she stopped and listened. After a little she scrambled, down and went straight to the spot where she and Kasan were drinking when the shot came. And (here her nose shuck the sand still wet and thick with Kazan's blood.

She knew It was the blood of her mate, for the scent of him was all about her In the sand, mingled with the man-smell of Sandy McTrlgger. She sniffed the trail of hla body to the edge of the stream, where Sandy had dragged him to the canoe. Sbe found the fallen tree to which he bad been tied. And then she came upon one of the two-clubs that Sandy bad used to beat wounded Kazan Into submtsslveness. It was covered with blood and hair, and all at once Gray Wolf lay back on her haunches and turned blind face to the sky, and there her throat cry for Kazan that drtftfccWor m 1 ’ ♦ obl the wings of the soao. j&d. Wolf given quite that <17 before. It vyas not the “call" that comes with the moonlit nights, and neither was It the bunt-cry, nor the she-wolfs yearning for match ood. It carried with It the lament of death. And after that one cry Gray Wolf slunk back to the fringe of bush over the river, and lay with her face turned to the stream.

sand-bar, and aho wardered baca uu» the plain. A dozen times she scented game, and each time It evaded her. Even a ground-mouse that she cornered under a root, and dug out with her paws, escaped her fangs. Thirty-six hours before this Kasan and Gray Wolf had left a half of their last kill a mile or two farther back on the plain. The kill was one of the big barren rabbits, and Gray Wolf turned In Its direction. She did not require sight to find It In her was developed to Its finest point that sixth sense of the animal kingdom, the sense of orientation, and as straight as a pigeon might have winged Its flight she cut through the bush to the spot where they had cached the rabbit A white fox bad been there ahead of her, and she found only scattered bits of hair and fur. What the fox had left the moose birds and bush Jays had carried away. Hungrily Gray Wolf turned back to the river. (TO BB CONTINUED.)

Oliver Curwood

Mrs. Quinn's Experience Ought to Help You Over the Critical Period. LowsIL Massi—“For the last three

troubled with the (soounoo at that time. I waa in a uxl pain a good ieal of the time so I EKn-ffta Vegetable Compound, which I didana n nae neipea me in every way. I am not nearly ao nervous, no headache beet remedy any tick woman can take. ’ 1 —Mrs. Margaret Quinn, Rear 2» Worthen St., Lowell. Mms. timidity, eoonde in the ears, palpitation of the heart, spark■ before the eyes.

In the final moment, when only a step separated them, and when men expected to ace the drat mad lunge, the splendid Due slowly raised his head and looked over Kazan's back through the glare of the lights. Barker trembled, and under bla breath be cursed. The Dane's throat was open to Kazan. But between the beasts bad passed the voiceless pledge of peace. Kazan did not leap. He turped. And shoulder to shoulder—splendid in their contempt of man—they stood and looked through the bars of their prison into the one of human faces.

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CHAPTER XVI, Professor McGill

Red Gold City was ripe for a night of relaxation. There had been some gambling, a few .fights and enough liquor to create excitement now and then, but the presence of the mounted police had served to keep things unusually tame compared with events a few hundred miles farther north, in the Dawson country. The entertainment proposed by Sandy McTrlgger and Jan Barker met with excited favor. The news spread for twenty miles gbout Red Gold. City and there bad never been greater excitement In town than on the afternoon and t;-$fit of the big fight This was largely because Kazan and the huge Dane had been placed on exhibition, each dog In a specially made cage of his own, and a fever of betting began. Three hundred men. each of whom was paying live dollars to see the battle, viewed the gladiators through the bars of their cages. Barker’s dog was a combination of Greet Dane and mastiff, born in the north, and bred to the traces. Betting favored Maa by the odds of two to one. Occasionally It ran three to one. At these otitis there was plenty of Kaaan money. Those who were risking their metiay on him were the older Wtldsnama men—men who had spent *tteir Itves among dogs, and who knew wha* the red light in Kazan's eyes meant An old Kootenay miner spoke W In another's ear:

RARE COIN NEGRO HEIRLOOM

A roar burst from the crowd—a roar of anger, of demand, of threat In his rage Barker drew a revolver and leveled It at the Dane. Above the tumult of the crowd a single voles stopped him.

Omaha Man Bought Washington Msmortal Dollar From Texas Owner . —Few Were Minted. By the display of a sliver dollar J. A. McShane. millionaire oil man of Omaha, became the central figure in a Los Angeles hotel recently, the Express of that city states. Of course, there was nothing remarkable about llr. McShane’s displaying a dollar, nor were those who crowded about him the type of men to whom the coin la rare. As a matter of fact the reason for the Interest was that the coin In question Is a Washington memorial dollar, one of the very few minted just after the first president died In 1796. The dollar la about the same else as that ordinarily exchanged for a pound.or ao of potatoes, and on each aide la a profile of Washington. On one side is the date of his birth, February 22. 1782. and on the other that of his death. December li. 1796. There are 86 stars on each side of the coin. Mr. McShane obtained the dollar from a negro in Texas. The negro said that he bad carried It for 20 years and that It had been given him by his grandfather. Be was loath to part with It and did so only after Mr. MeShane bad crossed his palm with considerably more than the face value of the Washington dollar. Mr. McShane said that he Intended to place the coin In the museum of Creighton university of Omaha, which was endowed with $5,000,000

by the McStyue family. ‘ A Legend - *"

Once upon a time the python did not have to depend upon its strength to kill its enemies. The story says that this huge serpent was the only one of the big snake family that was poisonous, and he was so terrible that he could kill a man by biting his footprints In the earth. The crow was Just as mischievous a bird then as now. One day be watched for the python, and when be was under the tree where the bird was perched, Mr. Crow had a brilliant idea. So he told. the python that the last man whose footprints he bad hitten had not died. Be was ailve and perfectly well. This wai too much for the python’s pride. He spat out all of the poison and the other snakes swallowed It, so that they became the poisonous ones and the python was left with only bis enormous strength as hla weapon. From this time on he had to crush the Ufa out of his victims.

Ship and Its Gender. The word “ship" is masculine In French. Italian, Spanish and Portuguese and possesses no sex In Teutonic and Scandinavian, remarks the Marine Journal. Perhaps It would not be an error to trace the custom of feminizing ships back to the Greeks,jvho called them by feminine names, probably out of deference to Athene, goddess of the sea. But the English-speaking sailor, assigns no such reasons. The ship to him la always a lady, even though she be a man-o’-war. She possesses a waist, collars, stays, laces, bonnets, ties, ribbons, chains, watches and dozens of other distinctly feminine attributes.

Naming Cities for Dates. What la, perhaps, the oddest of all ways to select a name for a city or street la to name It for a certain date, and yet this has been done in Brazil for hundreds of years. It was on January L 1531. that a Portuguese captain. Alphonso de Souza by name, entered the mouth of that marvelously beautiful bay, on the shores of which now stands the capital of the vast republic of Brazil. Thinking that he was sailing into a great river, he named the stream Rio de Janlero, or January river, and all through the centuries the name has remained.

The Wise Man. “He Is a wise man who does mot grieve for the thing he has not, but rejoices for those which be has."— Epictetus.

When Adam and tye put oo fig leaves they organised the first style show.—Cincinnati Tlmes-Star.

“Hold I" it demanded. “Hold—In the name of the taw I”

For a moment there was silence. Every face turned In the direction of the voice. Two men stood on chairs behind the last row. One was Sergeant Brokaw of the Royal Northwest Mounted. It was be who bad spoken. He was holding up a hand, commanding silence and attention. On the chair beside him stood another man. He was thin, with drooping shoulders, and a pale smooth face—a little man. whose physique and hollow cheeks told nothing of the years he had spent close np along the raw edge of the Arctic, ft was he who spoke now, while the aergeant held up his hand. His voice was low and quiet: •Til give, the owners five hundred dollars for those dogs." he said. Every man in the room heard the offer. Barker looked at Sandy. For an Instant their heads were close together. “They won't fight, and they'll make good team-mates," the little man went on. “I'U give the owners five hundred dollars.” Barker raised a hand.

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The house fly is a distributor of death.

Alios Pork and Beans. Richer, better flavor and higher In food value than common tinned beano. -Adv.

Let Us Weep.

Father was stern-looking, and a frown gathered somewhere round hla mouth and advanced all along the western front until It was barred by » line of trenches on hla forehead, when hla son stood in his presence. “My lad." said father, grimly, “Mrs. Smith, from next door tells me that four of her windows are broken. She Isn’t sure whether you have done it, or whether the culprit Is her son. Now, then, did you do it or notr

bet on *lm even. I’d give odds if 1 bad to. Be’U fight all around the Dane. Tlx Dose won't have no meth«L“ “But IW* got the weight," said the other dubiously. “Look at his Jaws, an' hla Shoulders—"

“Make it six rfficl they're yours." * ’ - *•-

“An’ bis big feet, an’ bis MfTriiroat. -an’ the clomay thigtogys of£i, bel.y.” sf/ d* Kr**nay maa - “For heaven s sake, v.an .take my word for it, an' doo-'t put your money on the Dan el" Others thrust themselves between them. At first Kazan had snarled at all these faces about him. But now he lay back against the boarded side of the cage and eyed them sullenly from between bis forepaws. The fight was to be pulled off In Barker’s place, a combination of saloon and cafe. The benches and tables had been cleared out and in the center of the one big room a cage ten feet.square rested on a platform three and a half feet from the floor. Seats for the three hundred spectators were drawn closely around this. Suspended just above the open top of the cage were two big oil lamps with glass reflectors. It was eight o’clock when Barker, McTrlgger and two other men bore Kazan to the arena by means of the wooden bars that projected from the bottom

The little mao hesitated. Then h nodded.

The shade of George Washington got into tiie room, somehow, regardUMti Of a> wQeny *MgmruJt llam answ$fcd: “Father,T did it I cannot lie." *

"I’ll give you six hundred," he agreed.

Murmurs of discontent rose throughout the crowd. Barker climbed to the edge of the platform.

“No," said father, as be tucked up hie sleeve, with ghoulish delight, “and >ou won’t be able to alt either by the time Tm done with you.”—London Ideas. ,

“We ain’t to blame because they wouldn’t fight." he shouted, “but if

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Percy Pinfeather^-Yes, dash It I lly .nan told me smart dressers weren’t wearing tiepins any more, so I left mine off and caught a dreadful cold In my chest

It is estimated that It takes 6.000 I ees to weigh a pound.

The human voice la produced by 44 different muscles.

of his cage. The big Dane was already in the fighting cage. Be stood blinking his eyes in the brilliant light of the reflecting lamps. He pricked up his ears when he saw Kazan. Kazan did not show his fangs. Neither revealed the expected animosity. It was the first they had seen of each other, and a murmur of disappointment swept the ranks of the three hundred mW The Dane remained ns motionless as a rock when Kazan was prodded from bis own cage Into the fighting cage. He did not leap or snarl. Be regarded Kasan with a dubious questioning poise to hla splendid head, and then looked again to the expectant and excited faces of the waiting men. For a few moments Kazan stood stiff-legged, facing the Dane. Then his shoulders dropped, and he, ' too, coolly faced the crowd that had expected a fight to the death. A laugh of derision swept through the closely seated rows, Cfetcalls. jeering, taunts flung at McTrlgger and Barker, and angry voices demanding their money back mingled with a tumult of growing discontent Sandy's face was -red with mortification and rage. The blue veins in Barker’s forehead had swollen twice their normal size. He shook his fist In the face of the crowd, and shouted: “Wait I Give ’em a chance, you fools 1" At hla words every voice was stilled. Kazan bad turned. He was facing the Dane. The Dane had turned bis eyes to Kazan. Cautiously, prepared for a lunge or a sidestep, Kazan advanced a little. The Dane's shoulders bristled. He. too, advanced upon Kazan. Four feet apart they stood rigid. One could

Preparing

A strange terror fell upon her. She had grown accustomed to darkness, but never before had she been alone In that darkness. Always there bad been the guardianship of Kazan's presence. She heard the clacking sound of a spruce hen In the bush a few yards away, and now that sound came to her as if from out of another world. A ground-mouse rustled through the grass close to her forepaws, and she snapped at it. and closed her teeth on a rock. The muscles of her shoulders twitched tremulously and she shivered as if stricken by Intense cold. She was terrified by the darkness that shut out the world from her. and she pawed at her dosed eyes, as if she

might open them to light Early in the afternoon she wandered back on the plain. It was different It frightened her, and soon she returned to the beach, and snuggled down under the tree where Kazan had lain. She was not so frightened here. The smell of Kazan was strong about her. For an hoar ahe lay- motionless, with her head resting on the dub dotted with his hair and blood. Night found her still there. And when the moon and the stars came out she crawled backdate the pit in the white sand that Kazan’s body had made under the tree.

With dawn she want down to the edge of the stream to drink. She could not see that the day was almost as dark as night, and that the grayblack sky was a chaos of slumbering storm. But she could smell the presence of it in the thick air, and could feel the forked of lightning that rolled up with the dense pall from the south and west The distant rumbling of thunder grew loader, and site huddled herself again under the tree. For hours, the storm crashed over her. and the rain fell in a

lor Tomorrow

Many people seem able to drink coffee for a time without apparent harm, but when health disturbance, even though slight, follows coffee’s use, it is wise to investigate.

She Had Faith That He Would Come.

there’s any of yon small enough to want your money back yon can git It as you go out The dogs 'aid down on us. that's all. We ain’t to blame."

Thousands of homes, where coffee was found to disagree, have changed the family table drink to Instant Postum V ■ ■ ■ »v •

The little man was edging his way between the chairs, accompanied by the sergeant of police.. With his pale face close to the sapling bars of the cage he looked at Kasan and the big Dane.

"I guess we’ll be good friends," he said, and he spoke ao low that only the dogs heard his voice. “It’s a big price, bat we ll charge It to the Smithsonian, lads. I'm going to need a couple of four-footed friends of your moral caliber."

And no one knew why Kasan and the Dane drew nearer to the little scientist’s side of the cage as be palled oat a big roll of bills and counted out six hundred dollars for Barker and Sandy McTrlgger.

When It bad finished she Blank out from her shelter like a thing beaten. Vainly she sought for one last scent of Kasan. The dub was washed clean. Again the sand was white where Kazan’s blood had reddened it Even under the tree there was no sign of him left Until now only the terror of being alone In the pit of darkness that enveloped her had oppressed Gray Wolf, With afternoon came hunger. It was this hunger that draw her from the

With improved health, and it usually follows, the change made becomes a permanent one. it pays to prepare for the health of tomorrow. >

CHAPTER XVII. Alena In Darkness. Never bad the terror and IdneUneoa of blindness fa I Isa upon Gray Wolf aa. In the days that followed the shooting of Kasan and his capture by Sandy McTriesor For Hours after the shot

have beard a whisper In the room now. Bandy and Barker, standing close to the cage, scarcely breathed. Splendid

"There’s a Reason"