THE SALISBURY -WATCHMAN, SALISBURY, N. C.
COULDN'T STAND
ANY EXCITEMENT
Suffered From Nervousness and
Weakness 'and Would Just
Go to Pieces, If Excited,
Writes Georgia Lady.
Winston, Ga. "I am taking Cardul I
right now," writes Mrs. Alice Green, of j
R. F. D. 1, this place. "I suffer very
much at " my . . . and from nervous- ,
ness and weakness. This is the third ;
time I have taken it. The first time '
was. about four years ago. . . . Had
a great deal of headache and was so
nervous all the time that I couldn't i
stand any excitement at all.
"If I got excited I would just all give
way and go to pieces. My sister-in-law
told me first about Cardui and I
began to take it. I could tell a big
difference in my strength before I had
taken a whole bottle. I was about well
by the time I had taken 3 or 4 bottles
and I soon got so I could do all my
work.
"The second time I took it was last
fall. ... . I think I overworked picking
cotton and doing my housework. I got
so bad that I suffered very badly at my
... So I began taking Cardui again.
I took 3 bottles and I immediatelybe
gan to improve and felt better than I
had in a long time. I weighed 154
when I finished taking it, more than I
had in a long time." -
Cardui, the woman's tonic, has won
the confidence of its users by the re
sults which they obtain.. Try It. Adv.
Whole Truth of Buddhism.
Dorin Zenshi, a great Buddhist
priest, once lived on top of a tree in a
mountain ; so people nicknamed him
"owl priest." Someone interrupted
his meditations one day with the fol
lowing question :
"What, in a nutshell, is the truth of
Buddha's religion?"
"Eschaw all sins and practice all
virtues," replied the priest without
opening his eyes.
"Oh, is that all?" said the man sar
castically. "Even a child of three years
ean say that."
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; Quits.
The hours were flying by, and still
Algy, the bore, remained with her.
"Do you like music?" she inquired,
listlessly.
"Yes," he replied. "I am always
carried away by music."
She flew to the piano and played
several airs. Then she turned and
looked at him.
"Are you not gone yet?"
"No," he answered.
"But you told me that music al
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"Yes," he ertorted; "but I said mu
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His Resolve.
"Now they say our food influences
ur moods."
"I'll quit eating bl'uefish then."
Infections or inflammations of the Eyes,
whether from external or .internal causes,
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That which is not good for the
swarm is not good for the bee. Mar
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To share a thing with a friend is
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GEN S AUGUST
FLOWER
I KAZAN
The Story of a Dog
That Turned Wolf
By
James Oliver Curwood
Copyright Bobba-Merrill Co.
M mImH.I, 1,.,4.4-1' 1 I I It U'M"
KAZAN ONCE AGAIN COMES
UNDER MAN'S INFLUENCE
AND PERFORMS GREAT
GOOD DEEDS.
Kazan, a vicious Alaskan
sledge dog, one-quarter wolf,
saves his master's life and is ta
ken along when the master goes
to civilization to meet his bride
and return with her to the fro
zen country. Even the master
is afraid to touch the dog, but
Isobel, Kazan's new mistress,
wins his affection at once. On
the way northward McCready, a
dog-team driver, joins the party,
and on the following night, in
flamed by drink, he beats . the
master insensible and attacks
the bride. Kazan flies at the
assailant's throat, kills him,
flees to the woods, joins a wolf
pack, whips the leader and takes
a young mate, Gray Wolf..
CHAPTER VI. Continued.
6
Three hundred yards beyond that
moving blotch was the thin line of tim
ber, and Kazan and his followers bore
down swiftly. Halfway to the timber
they were almost upon it, and suddenly
it stopped and became a black and mo
tionless shadow on the snow. From out
of it here leaped that lightning tongue
of flame that Kazan had always dread
ed, and he heard the hissing song of
the death-bee over his head. He did
not mind it now. He yelped sharply,
and the wolves raced in until four of
them were neck-and-neck with him.
A second flash and the death-bee
drove from breast to tail of a huge
gray fighter close to Gray Wolf. A
third a fourth a fifth spurt of that
fire from the black shadow, and Kazan
himself felt a sudden swift passing of
a red-hot thing along his shoulder,
where the man's last bullet shaved off
the hair and stung his flesh.
Three of the pack had gone down un
der the fire of the rifle, and half of
the others were swinging to the right
and the left. But Kazan drove straight
ahead. Faithfully Gray Wolf followed
him.
The sledge-dogs had been freed from
their traces, and before he could reach
the. man, whom he saw with his rifle
held like a club in his hands, Kazan
was met by the fighting mass of them.
He fought like a fiend, and there was
the strength and the fierceness of two
mates in the mad gnashing of Gray
Wolf's fangs Kazan wanted to, reach
the man who held the rifle, and he
freed himself from the fighting mass of
the dogs and sprang to the sledge. For
the first time he saw that there was
something human on the sledge, and in
an instant he was upon it. He buried
his jaws deep. They sank in something
soft and hairy, and he opened them for
another lunge. And then he heard the
voice ! It was her voice ! Every muscle
in his body stood still. He became sud
denly like flesh turned to lifeless stone.
Her voice ; the bear rug was thrown
back and what had been hidden under
it he saw clearly now in the light of
he moon and the stars. In him instinct
worked more swiftly than human brain
could have given birth to reason. It
was not she. But the voice was the
same, and the white girlish face so
close to his own blood-reddened eyes
held in it that same mystery that he
had learned to love. And he saw now
that which she was clutching to her
breast, and there came from it a
strange thrilling cry.
In a flash he turned. He snapped at
Gray Wolf's flank, and she dropped
.away with a startled yelp. It had all
happened in a moment, but the man
was almost down. Kazan leaped under
his clubbed rifle and drove into the
face of what was left of the pack. His
fangs cut like knives. If he had fought
like a demon against the dogs, he
fought like ten demons now, and the
man bleeding and ready to fall stag
gered back to the sledge, marveling at
what was happening. For in Gray
Wolf there was now the instinct of
matehood, and seeing Kazan tearing
and fighting the pack she joined him in
the struggle which she could not un
derstand. When it was over, Kazan and Gray
Wolf were alone out on the plain. The
pack had slunk away into the night,
and the same moon and stars that had
given to Kazan the first knowledge of
his birthright told him now that no
longer would those wild brothers of
thejlains respond to his call when he
howled into the sky.
He was hurt. And Gray Wolf was
hurt, but not so badly as Kazan. He
was torn and bleeding. One of his legs
was terribly bitten. After a time he
saw a fire in the edge of the forest. The
old call was strong upon him. tie
wanted to crawl in to it,, and feel the
girl's hand on his head, as he had felt
that other hand in the world b'eyond
the ridge. He would have gone and
would have urged Gray Wolf to go
with him but the man was there. He
whined, and Gray Wolf thrust her
warm muzzle against his neck. Some
thing told them both thac they were
outcasts, that the plains, and the moon,
and the stars were against them now,
and they slunk into the shelter and the
gloom of the forest. '
Kazan could not go far. He could
still smell the camp when he lay down.
Gray Wolf snuggled close to him.
Gently she soothed with her soft tongue
Kazan's bleeding wounds. And Kazan,
ifting his head, whined softly to the
stars.
CHAPTER VII.
Joan.
On the edge of the cedar and spruce
forest old Pierre Radisson built the
fire. He was bleeding from a dozen
wounds, where the fangs of the wolves
had reached to his flesh, and he felt in
his breast that old and terrible pain, of
which no one knew the meaning but
himself. He dragged in log after log,
piled them on the fire until the flames
leaped up to the crisping needles of
the limbs above, and heaped a supply
close at hand for use later in the night.
From the sledge Joan watched him,
still wild-eyed and fearful, still trem
bling. She was holding her baby close
to her breast. Her long heavy hair
smothered her shoulders and arms in
a dark lustrous veil that glistened and
rippled in the firelight when she
moved. Her young face was scarcely
a woman's tonight, though she was a
mother. She looked like a child
Old Pierre laughed as he threw down
the last armful of fuel, and stood
breathing hard.
"It was close, ma cherie," he panted
through his white beard. "We were
nearer to death out there on the plain
than we will ever be again, I hope. But
we are comfortable now, and warm
Eh? You are no longer afraid?"
He sat down beside his daughter,
and gently pulled back the soft fur
that enveloped the bundle she held in
her arms. He could see one pink cheek
of baby Joan. The eyes of Joan, the
mother, were like stars
"It was the baby who saved us," she
whispered. "The dogs were being torn
to pieces by the wolves, and I saw them
leaping upon you, when one of them
sprang to the sledge. At first I thought
it was one of the dogs. But it was a
wolf. He tore once at us, and the bear-
Fought Like Ten Demons Now.
skin saved us. He was almost at my
throat when baby cried, and then he
stood there, his red eyes a foot from
us, and I could have sworn that he was
a dog. In an instant he turned, and
was fighting the wolves. I saw him
leap upon one that was almost at your
throat."
"He was a dog," said old Pierre,
holding out his hands to the warmth.
"They often wander away from the
posts, and join the wolves. I have had
dogs do that. Ma cherie, a dog is a dog
all his life. Kicks, abuse, even the
wolves cannot change him for long.
He was one of the pack. He came with
them to kill. But when he found
us"
"He fought for us," breathed the
girl. She gave him the bundle, and
stood up, straight and tall and slim in
the firelight. "He fought for us and
he was terribly hurt," she said. "I saw
him drag himself away. Father, if he
is out there dying "
Pierre Radisson stood up. He
coughed in a shuddering way, trying to
stifle the sound under his beard. The
fleck of crimson that came to his lips
i 1 TT . J .
wnn tne cougn joan aia not see.
She had seen nothing of it during the
six days they had been traveling up
from the edge of civilization. Because
of that cough, and the strain that came
with it, Pierre had made more than or
dinary haste.
"I have been thinking of that," he
said. "He was badly hurt, and I do
not think he went far. Here take lit
tie Joan and sit close to the fire until I
come back."
The moon and the stars were bril
liant in the sky when he went out in
the plain. A short distance from the
edge of the timber line he stood for a
moment upon the spot where the
wolves had overtaken them an hour
before. Not one of his four dogs had
lived. The snow was red with their
blood, and their bodies lay stiff where
they had fallen under the pack. Pierre
shuddered as he looked at them. If
the wolves had not turned their first
mad attack upon the dogs, what would
have become of himself, Joan and the
baby? He turned away, with another
of those hollow coughs that brought
the blood to his lips.
A few yards to one side he found in
the snow the trail of the strange dog
that had come with the wolves, and
had turned against them in that mo
ment when all seemed lost. It not
a clean -running trail. 11 was more of
a furrow in the snow, and Pierre Rad
isson followed it, expecting to find the
dog dead at the end of it.
In the sheltered spot to which he had
dragged himself in the edge of the for
est Kazan lay for a long time after
the fight, alert and watchful. He felt
no very great pain. But he had lost
the power to stand upon his legs. His
flanks seemed paralyzed. Gray won
crouched close at his side, sniffing the
air. They could smell the camp, and
Kazan could detect the two things that
were there man and woman. He knew
that the girl was there, where he could
see the glow of the firelight through
the spruce and the cedars. He wanteO
to go to her. He wanted to drag rum
self close in to the fire, and take Gray
Wolf with him, and listen to her voice,
and feel the touch of her hand. But
the man was there, and to him man
had always meant the club, the whip,
pain, death.
Gray Wolf crouched close to his
side, and whined softly as she urged
Kazan to flee deeper with her into the
forest. At last fthe understood that he
could not move, and she ran nervously
out into the plain, and back again, un
til her footprints were thick in the
trail she made. The instincts of mate
hood were strong in her. It was she
who first saw Pierre Radisson com
ing over their trail, and she ran swift
ly back to Kazan and gave the warn
ing. Then Kazan caught the scent, and
he saw the shadowy figure coming
through the starlight. He tried to
drag himself back, but -ie could move
only by inches. The man came rapidly
nearer. Kazan caught the glisten of
the rifle in his hand. He heard his
hollow cough, and the tread of his feet
in the snow. Gray Wolf crouched
shoulder to shoulder with him, trem
bling and showing her teeth. When
Pierre had approached within fifty feet
of them she slunk back into the deeper
shadows of the spruce.
Kazan's fangs were bared menaclng
lv when Pierre stopped and looked
down at him. With an effort he
dragged himself to his feet, but fell
back into the snow again. The man
leaned his rifle against a sapling and
bent over him fearlessly. With a fierce
growl Kazan snapped at his extended
hands. To his surprise the man did
not pick up a stick or a club. He held
out his hand again cautiously and
spoke in a voice new to Kazan. The
dog snapped again, and growled.
The man persisted, talking to him
all the time, and once his mittened
hand touched Kazan's head, and es
caped before the jaws could reach it.
Again and again the man reached out
his hand, and three times Kazan felt
the touch of it, and there was neither
threat nor. hurt in it. At last Pierre
turned away and went back over the
trail.
When he was out of sight and hear
ing, Kazan whined, and the crest along
his spine flattened. He looked wist
fully toward the glow of the fire. The
man had not hurt him, and the three
quarters of him that was dog wanted
to follow.
Gray Wolf came back, and stood
with stiffly planted forefeet at his side.
She had never been this near to man
before, except whea the pack had over
taken the sledge out on the plain. She
could not understand. Every instinct
that was in her warned her that he
was the most dangerous of all things,
more to be feared than the strongest
beasts, the storms, the floods, cold and
starvation. And yet this man had not
harmed her mate. She sniffed at Ka
zan's back and head, where the mit
tened hand had touched. Then she
trotted back into the darkness again,
for beyond the edge of the forest she
once more saw moving life.
The man was returning, and with
him was the girl. Her voice was soft
and sweet, and there was about her the
breath and sweetness of woman. The
man stood prepared, but not threaten-
ng.
"Be careful, Joan," he warned.
She dropped on her knees in the
snow, just out of reach.
"Come, boy come !" she said gently.
She held out her hand. Kazan's mus
cles twitched. He moved an inch.
two inches toward her. There was the
old light in her eyes and face now, the
love and gentleness he had known once
before, when another woman with shin
ing hair and eyes had come into his life.
Come !" she whispered as she saw him
move, and she bent a little, reached a
little farther with her hand, and at last
touched his head.
The young woman, by kind
ness, wins from this fierce wolf
dog a service that saves her life.
It's all told in the next Install
ment. (TO BE CONTINUED.)
Not Like a Church.
The express elevator in one of the
office buildings flew up to the tenth
floor. Nobody called for a floor num
ber, nobody spoke.
All at once a timid little voice said :
"Mother, please, may I speak?"
"Of course, dear, why not?" an
swered mother.
"O, it is not here like in church
then, isn't it?" came the quite relieved
reply.
The Exception.
"I am going to call up that pretty
telephone girl and ask her to marry
me.
"Then you won't get the usual an
swer."
"What do you mean?"
"She'll hurry to reply, 'Ring on.'"
FARM LOAN ACT.
Social and
Effect.
Economic
(By Frank R. Wilson, federal loan bu
reau, Washington, D. C.)
The main points of the federal farm
loan act have been set forth in the
preceding installments. The reader
will readily see that this act is a new
thing in this country, and is liable to
have an important effect on our social
and financial life.
JL,et us briefly suggest some of its
possible effects:
The rapidly increasing cost of living
has of late given American thinkers
a great deal of uneasiness. The fact
is everywhere recognized that our city
population has been increasing more
rapidly than the rural population. Ev
ery day there are some more mouths
to feed, but there is only a slowly in
creased acreage upon which this food
is produced. Two important facts are
therefore patent:
First, more farms must be established
to provide homes for more producers,
and, second, the land under cultivation
must be farmed more carefully and
with more and better equipment to
meet the growing demand for food.
The farm loan act will have a strong
Influence toward a realization of both
of these ideals.
Will Reduce Tenantry.
Farm tenantry is a curse whose
worst effects are lowered fertility and
Inefficient farm methods. The tenant
is not a normal farmer. The transient
nature of his living makes maximum
production Impossible. He is often
not a meat producer, because he is
not on one farm long enough to build
up a herd of live stock. He is a grain
farmer, and a grain farmer is a sapper
of fertility. He is engaged in the past
time of hauling the fertility of his land
lord's soil to market. With approxi
mately one-half of the farm lands of
the country in the hands of tenants,
America is cashing in her land fertil
ity at an amazing rate.
The farm loan act has for one of
its important purposes the placing of
land into the hands of owners who
will farm it with the inspiration that
comes from ownership. The owner of
land treats it so as to conserve its fer
tility. He is a permanent fixture in
the neighborhood. He markets his crop
through his live stock, returning the
fertility to the soil. A nation of land
owners means a nation with a con
stantly increasing capacity to produce
food for its people.
But the farm loan act will do more
for agriculture than merely supply
ing cheap money. The act actually
specifies how the money borrowed
shall be spent. It savs that unless
used to pay debts, it shall be spent on
things that will contribute to more
production on the same acreage. So
the farm loan act means a higher and
better type of agriculture.
Will Stimulate Co-Operation.
But some students of the act be
lieve its greatest contribution will be
the stimulation to the practice of co
operation. Co-operation is its basic
fact. Farmers are required to get to
gether into groups to s.ecure its bene
fits. When they put their mortgages
together for the sake of getting cheap
er money, they will also form the habit
of co-operating in other problems of
common interest. Who knows but that
these co-operative associations may be
come the business and social units of
farm society?
The financial saving to the farmers
of America would alone be enough
to justify this enactment. On a vol
ume of four billion dollars our farm
ers are paying now nearly 9 per cent
annually, all of which is a tax on all
the people because it droits consump
tion by handicapping the producer. If
this rate should be reduced by 4 per
cent it would mean an actual annual
snvinz of S160.000.000. But this esti
mate of the money to be saved does
not take into consideration the fact
that the normal volume of farm loan
business will greatly increase with an
advantageous interest rate.
The success of the farm loan bank
ing system is now up to the farmers
themselves. They have been given
the co-operative machinery to finance
themselvs without profit to any indiv
iduals. They have been given the ma
chinery for governing their own finan
cial institutions and maintaining con
trol of them. So carefully is their
ownership guarded, no matter who
buys stock in the federal land banks,
that eventually none but the farmers
may have voting power.
Yes, the federal farm loan act is
somewhat revolutionary. It upsets all
past practices in farm finance. It puts
the interests of the majority above the
interest of the few. It gives the under
dog a chance. It writes "Humanity
First" across the ledger of modern
business.
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"Do you enjoy grand opera?"
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Faint Heart.
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"Gee! She is too pretty and charm
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"Sure she is. It's the fellow who
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More Pleasure to Give.
Baker How did that box of cigars
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Egerton Made me generous.
"How so?"
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