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Bares, the well-dog, searching
[football for his mistress. Ne-
pssse, Io owed the trap-line she
and her father used to traverse.
_ There were plenty of rabbits in
the traps and he did not no hust-
m. but he lound no trace of the
girl. He was a changed Bane. He
was more than over like a tool].
yet he never gave the wolf-howl
new, and always he snarled deep
in his tlmat when he heard the
any of the pools.
CHAPTER XXIII—Continued
Again. in the heart oi e hares
February atom. he pursued a bull
W ’11: ’
older memories. He came to the '
bliiyl canyon up which Nepeese and .
Planet had chased him. That ,-
seemed but yesterday. 2 -
And now. tor the iirst time in
many weeks. a bit oi the old-time
eagerness put speed into Baree's
ieet. Memories that had been
buy and indistinct through forget-
fulness were becoming realities
again. and as he would have re- 3
turned to the Gray Loon had No- . a" W
peese been there so now. with
something oi the ieeling at a wan.
derer going home. he returned to m-
the old beaver-pond.
it was that most glorious hour
ot a summer‘s day—eunset—Iwhen
he reached it. He stopped a hun-
dred yards away. with the pond
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over a cliil'end broke its neck. He
lived well. and in else and strength
he was growing swiftly into a giant
at his kind. in another six months
he would be as large as Karen. and
his Jews were almost as poweriui.
even now.
The winter passed. and spring
came, and still Bares continued
to haunt his old trails. even going
now and then over the old trap-
line as tar as the first oi the two
, cabins. The traps were rusted and
sprung new: the thawing snow
tdisclosed bones and iesthers be-
tween their Jaws: under the dead-
iells were remnants of fur. and
out on the ice at the lakes were
picked skeletons of tones and
wolves that had taken the poison-
baits. The last snow went. The
swollen streams sang in the for-
ests and canyons. The grass
turned green. and the drst flowers
came.
Surely this was the time for
Nepeese to come home! He
watched tor her expectantly. lie
“Again, In the heart of a fierce
February storm he pursued a bull
caribou so closely that it plunged
over a cliff and broke Its nook!
went still more irequently to their
swimming-pool in the iorest. and
he hung .closely to the burned
cabin and the dog-corral. Twice
he sprang into the pool and whiaed
as he swam about. as though she
surely must loin him'in their old
water irolic. And now. as the
spring passed and summer came.
there settled upon him slowly the
gloom and misery oi utter hope-
lessness. The flowers were all out
\now. and even the hakneesh vines
glowed like red flre in the woods.
Patches ot green were beginning
to hide the charred heap where the
cabin had stood. and the blue-
flower vines that covered the prin-
cess mother’s grave were reaching
out toward Pierrot's. as it the
princess mother herseli were the
sailed the air. and listened. The
pond was there. He caught the -7
cool. honey smell of it. But Umlsk. .,
and Beavertooth. and all the oth- -; .
ore? Would he find... them? He 1;;
strained his ears to catch a ismil- 2:2.
in sound. and otter a moment or
two it came—s hollow splash in
the water. He went quietly through
the elders and stood at last close
to the spot where he had flrst .
made the acquaintance of Umiak. , W
The surface oi the pond was undu- '
lsting slightly; two or three heads
popped up: he saw the torpedo-like
wake of an old beaver towing a
stick close to the opposite share-— a»;
he looked toward the dam. and it. w E
was as he had left it almost a year We -,
ag \. He did not show himseli for W'
s time. but stood concealed in the 'V"
young elders. He felt growing in "‘3 1“
him more and more a ieeling oi "
resttulness. a relaxation from the
long strain of the lonely months
during which he had waited for
Nepeese. With a long breath he
lay down among the elders. with
his head inst enough exposed to
give him a clear view. As the
sun settled lower the pond became :‘
alive. Out on the shore where he 7::
had saved Umisk from the ion.
came another generation of young ’
beavers—three at them. int and; “*-
waddliug. Very soitly Bares . ' '3
whined. ‘ “"-
Lli that night he lay in the‘ '7
elders. The beavenpond became ' "
his home again. Conditions were
changed. of course. and as days
grew into weeks the inhabitantsu
oi Beavebtooth's colony showedi _,
no signs oi accepting the grown-j ,,
up Bares as they had accepted the
baby Bares oi long ago. He was g'“
big. black. and wolflsh now—e .. ‘.
long-ianged and iormidable looking H.
creature. and thdhgh he oiiered no .
violence he was regarded by the
beavers with a deepseated feeling
oi tear and suspicion. 0n the otho
or hand. Bares no longer felt the
old puppyish desire to play with
the baby beavers. so their aloof-
neas did not trouble him as in
those other days.
All through the month of August
Baree made the beaver-pond his
headquarters. At times his excur-
sions kept him away ior two or
three dam at a time. These Joura
neys were always into the north.
sometimes a little east and some- ,
times a little west. but never again 4 ,
into the south. And at last. early“
in September. he leit the heaven
pond ior good.
For many days his wanderings
carried him in no one particular
direction. He followed the hunt-I
ing. living chiefly on rabbits and
that maple-minded species ofl'
partridge known as the “fool hen};
This diet. oi course. was given w,
riety by other things as they hap-i _
pened to come his way. Wild our! ' ;~
rants and raspberries were ripen. 7*
ins. and Bares was fond of these. f « ;‘
He also liked the bitter berries oi ‘
the mountain‘ salt. which. along
with the soft balsam and spruce
pitch which he licked with his
tongue now and then. were good ;;~,
medicine ior him. In shallow
Vi
. spirit oi them.
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watt-suntan: unit-w: BEEN .
All these things were happening, water he occasionally caught a 1“-
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CHAPTER XXIV,
it was early in August when
Bares left the Gray Loon. He had
no objective in view. But there
was still left upon his mind. like
the delicate impression of um and
shadow on a negative.,the memo-
ries of his earlier .days. Things
and happenings that he had almost
iorgotten recurred to him now. as
his trail led him isrther and farther
away trom the Gray loss: and his
earlier experiences became real
again. pictures thrown out sh'esh
inhismlnd‘by the breakingoi the
last ties that held him to the home
of ,the Willow. involuntarily he
followed the trail oi these impres-
stone—oi these past happenings.
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new interestsiorhim. Ayesrin
his lite was a long time—e decade
oi man's experience it was more
than a ear ago that he had leit
Reese Gray Wolf and the old
windfall. and .yet now there came
back to him indistinct memories of
those days oi his earliest puppy-
hoed. oi the stream into which he
had fallen. and oi his. iierce battle
with Papayuchlsew. it was his
longer held terrors tor him; is the
midst oi plenty he forgot the days . .
in which he had 'gone hungry. la . '
October he wandered es tar west
as the Geikie‘Rlver. and then -
northward to ..Wollssten Lake.
which was a. .good hundred miles
northot theGray Leon. The flrst .--
week in November he turned south w:-
again. ieilowing «the Canoe River
tor a distance. and than swinging
westward along a twisting creek
called the Little Black Bear With
No Tell. More than once during
these weeks came into
tolfch withm‘ah. utwiihtheex-
ception oi the Cree' hunter at the
upper end of Wolleston Lake. no
man had seen him. Three times
in following the Geikie he lay
crouched in the bush while canoes
passed: halts doses times. in the
stillness oi night he nosed about
cabins and tapees in which there
was lite, and one. he came so near ‘
to the Hudson's Bay Company post
at Wollaston that he could hear
the barking oi dogs and the shout-
ing of their masters. And always
be was scanner-Questing tor the
thingthethadgoneoutoihisliis
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later experiences that sensed the
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wnht the Wits Say.
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the sunshine—Baltimore Evening .
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