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Y. 8 TIMES-NEW- S, ly know GItcheapolls now. "t:ie Voice ofthePack r: By Edison : Marshall .j (Copyright, 1020, Little, Brown Company) Love story, adventure story, nature story all three qualities combine in the "Voice of the Pack1 a tale of modern man and woman arrayed against the forces of age-ol- d savagery. Prologue. - It one can Just He close enough to the treaat of the wllderneBa, he can't help trut be Imbued with some of the life that pulses therein. From a Frontiersman's Tb business district has Increased tenfold. And the place whero used to be the pool and the playground of Dan Falling Is now laid off In as green and pretty a city park as one could wish to see. Some day, when the city becomes more prosperous, a pair of swans and a herd of deer are going to be introduced, to restore some of the natural wild life of the park. But in the summer of 1919, a few small birds and possibly half a dozen pairs of squirrels were the extent and limit of the wild creatures. And at the moment this story opens, one of these squirrels was perched on a limb overarching a gravel path that slanted through the sunlit park. The squirrel was hungry. He wished that some one would come along with a nut. There was a beneh beneath the tree. If there had not been, the life of Dan Falling would have been entirely different. If the squirrel had been on any other tree. If he hadn't been hungry. If any one of a dozen other things hadn't been' as they were, Dan. Failing would have never gone back to the Innd of his people. The little bushy-taile- d fellow on the tree limb was the squirrel of Destiny! g BOOK ONE Repatriation. Olary. Long ai?o, when the great city of Gltchenpolls was a richer small, untidy hamlet In the middle of a plain. It nsed to be that a pool of water, possibly two hundred feet square, (fathered every spring Immediately back of the courthouse. The snow falls thick and heavy In GItcheapolls In winter; and the pond was nothing more than snow water that the Inefficient drainage system of the city did not quite absorb. Resides being the despair of the plumbers and the city engineer, It was a severe strain on the beauty-lovinInstincts of every Inhabitant In the town who had any such Instincts. It was muddy and murky and generally distasteful. A little boy played at the edge of the water, this spring day of long ago. Except for his Interest In the pond. It would have been scarcely worth while-tgo to the trouble of explaining that It contained no fish. He, however, bitterly regretted the fact. In truth, he sometimes liked to believe that It did contain fish, very sleepy fish that never made a ripple, and as he had an uncommon Imagination he was sometimes able to convince himself that this was so. But he never took hook and line and played at fishing. He was too much afraid of the laughter of his boy friends. His mother probably wouldn't object If he fished here, he thought, particularly If he were careful not to get his shoes covered with mud. But she wouldn't let him go down to GItcheapolls creek to Ash with the other boys for mud cat. He was not very strong, she thought and It was a rough sport anyway, and besides she didn't think he wanted to Ifo very badly. As mothers are usualthis ly particularly understanding, was a curious thing. The truth was that little Dan Fntl-In- g wnnted to flsh almost ns much as he wanted to live. He would dream about It of nights. His blood would glow with the thought of It In the springtime. Women the world over will have a hard time believing what an Intense, passion the love of the chase can be, whether It Is for fishing or hunting or merely knocking golf bnlls Into a little hole rtpon s green. Sometimes they don't remember that this Instinct Is just as murh a part of most men. and thus most boys, as their hands or their Hps, It was acquired by Just as laborious a process the live? of uncounted thousands of ancestors who fished and hunted for a living. It was true that little Pan didn't rook the part. K.'en then he showed His eyes signs of physical frailty. looked rather large, and his cheeks we not the color of fresh sirloin, as they should have been. In fact, one would have had to look very hard to see any color In them at all. These facts are Interesting from the light thev throw upon the next glimpse of Dan. fully twenty years later. Kcepf for the fact that It was the barkground for the earliest plotnre of little Pan, the pool back, of the courthouse has very little Importance In his story. It did. however, afford an Illustration to him of one of the really astonishing truths of life. He saw l shadow in the water that he pretended he thought might be a fish, lie threw a stone at It. The only th'na that happened war i splash, and then a slowly wldenlr ripple. The circumference of the ripple grew ever Inrger. extended and widened, and finally riled at the edge of the shore. It set little Dun to thinking. He wondered If. had the pool been Inrger, the ripple still would have spread; and If the pool had been eternity, whether the ripple would have gone on forever. At the time he did net know the laws of cause and effect. Later, when GItcheapolls was great snd prosperous and no longer untidy, he was going to find out that s cause Is nothing but a rock thrown Into a pond of Infinity, and the ripple that Is its effect keeps growing snd growing forever. The little that Is the real beginning of this story was of no snore Importance than a pebble thrown Into the snow-watpond; but Its effect was to remove the life of tnn Falling, sines grown up, far out of ths rrsims or the ordinary. And that brings1 nil matters down ta 119, In '.he 1st days of particularly sleepy ariumer. Tou would hard g henrt-devourin- CHAPTER I. Dan Falling stepped out of the elevator and was at once absorbed in the crowd that ever surged up and down Broad street. He was Just one of the ordinary drops of water, not an Interesting, elaborate, physical and chemical combination to be studied on the slide of a microscope. He wore fairly passable clothes, neither rich nor shabby. He was a tall man. but gave no Impression of strength because of the exceeding spareness of his frame. As long as he remained In the crowd, he wasn't Important enough to be studied. Blit soon he turned off, through the park, and straightway found himself alone. The noise and bustle of the crowd never loud or startling, but so continuous that the senses are scarcely more aware of them than of the heating of on;'s own heart suddenly and utterly died almost at the very border of the park. The noise from the g "Why, You Little Devil!" Dan Said in a Whisper. street seemed wholly unable to penetrate the thick branches of the trees. He could even hear the leaves whisking and flicking together, and when a man can discern this, he can hear the cushions of a mountain lion on a trail ut night. Of course Dan Falling had never heard a mountain lion. Kxcept on the railroad traeks between, he had never renlly been away from cities In his Ufa At once his thought went back to the doctor's words. They were still repeating themselves over and over in his ears, and the doctor's fnce was still before his eyes. It had been a kind fore; the lips had oven curled In fiat n little smile of encouragement, the octr had been perfectly frank, There had straightforward. entity beoo a evasion In his verdict. "IYi tnnde every test," he said. "They're pretty well shot. Of course, yoi fen go to some sanitarium, If you've got the money. If you haven't enjoy yourself all yon can for about six months." Dun's voice bnd been erfitly cool and sure when he replied. He had smiled a little, too. He was still rather proud of that smile. "Six months? In'l that rather short?" "Mnyhe a whole lot shorter. I think Unit's the limit." There was the situation: Dun Falling had hut six months to live. He began to wonder whether his mother had been entirely wise In her effort to keep him from the "rough gnmes" of the boys of his own age. He realized now that he had been an underweight all his life that the frailty that had thrust him to the edge of the grave had begun In his earliest boyhood. But It wasn't that he was born with physical handicaps. He had weighed a full ten pounds; snd the doctor had told his father that sturdier little chap was not to be found In any maternity bed In the whole city. But bis another was convinced thut the child NEPHI, UTAH. was delicate and must be sheltered Never in all the history of his family so far as Dan knew, had 'fere been a death from the malady that afflicted him. Yet his sentence was signed and sealed. But he harbored no resentment against his mother. It was all .0 the game. She had done what she thought was best. And he began to wor er lu what way he could get the great-Vpleasure from his last six mouths i I r n 7'" :3 CASTORIA trnntonr8l5TluidDri ' " EES r : For Infants and Children. Mothers Know That Genuine Castoria t life. "Good Lord !" he suddenly breathed. "I may not be here to see the snows come!" Dan had always been partial to the winter season. When the snow lay all over the farm lands and bowed down the limbs of the trees. It hud alwirji wiikened u curious flood of wf 1 ALCOHOL-- 3 PBK 1 ( I AVcelablcPrcparatioftBrfls-- mi $ feelings in the wasted man. It seemed to him that he could remember other winters, wherein the snow lay for endless miles over an endless wilderness, and here and there were strairge, ninny-toetracks that could be followed in the Icy dawns. But of course It was Just a fancy. He wasn't In the least misled about It. He knew that he had never, in his lifetime, seen the wilderness. Of course his grandfather had been a frontiersman of the first order, and all his ancestors before him a rangy, hardy breed whose wings would crumple In civilization hut he himself had always lived In cities. Yet the falling snows, soft and gentle but with a kind of remorseless-nes- s he could sense but could not understand, had always stirred him. He'd often imagined that he would like to see the forests In winter. In him you could see a reflection of the boy that played beside the pond of snow water, twenty years before. His dark gray eyes were still rather large and perhaps the wasted flesh aropnd them made them seem larger than .'hey were. But it was a little hard to see them, as he wore large glasses. His mother had been sure, years before, that he needed, glasses ; and she had easily found an oculist that agreed with her. Now that he was alone on the path, the utter absence of color In his cheeks was startling. That meant the absence of red that warm glow of the blood eager and alive in his veins. Perliaps an observer would have noticed lean hands, with fingers, a rather firm mouth, and closely cropped dark hair. He was twenty-nin- e years of age, but he looked somewhat older. He know now that he was nver going to be any older. A doctor as sure of himself as the one he had Just consulted couldn't possibly be mistaken. He sat down on a park bench, Just beneath the spreading limb of a great tree. He would sit here, he thought, until he finally decided what he would do with his remaining six months. He hadn't been able to go' to war. The recruiting officer had been very kind but most determined. The boys had brought him great tales of France. It might be nice to go to France and live In some country Inn until he died. But he didn't have very long to think upon this vein. For at that Instant the squirrel came down to see If he had a nut. It was the squirrel of Destiny. But Dan didn't know It then. was not particularly Bushy-tal- l afraid of the human beings that passed up and down the park, becafjse he had learned by experience that they usually attempted no harm to him. But, nevertheless, he had his Instincts. He didn't entirely trust them. After several generations, probably the squirrels of this park would climb all over its visitors and sniff In their ears and Investigate the back of their necks. ' But this wasn't the way of Bushy-tail- . He had come too recently from the wild places. And he wondered, most Intensely, whether this tall, forked creature had a pocket full of nuts. He swung down on the grass to see. "Why, you little deIH" Dan said In a whisper. His eyes suddenly sparkled with delight. And he forgot all about the doctor's words and his own -- prospects In his bitter regrets that he had not brought a pocketful of nuts. And. then Dan did a curious thing. Even later, he didn't know why he did It. or what gave him the Idea that he could decoy the squirrel up to him by doing It. Thnt was his only purpose-J- ust to Me how close the squirrel would come to htm. He thought he would like to look Into the bright eyes at close range. All he did was suddenly to freeze Into one position In an Instant rendered as motionless as stone the rather questionable-lookinstork that was perched on the fountain. K . 2f?$ lHUfi,. ;f j 3 Q tinlheStrsandWof of yrrT77? a""! 1 s At P I ! 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Hill, authors of "Itislng Above the Kuins in France," one astonishing thing that he had noticed the childish unreasoning confidence that the German soldier bad in whatever he was told by his superiors and he gave this example of If. "I knew German," he said, "and one day I talked with a German sentry who was standing over some French civilians at work In a field. He was reading a newspaper and, turning to me, said Indignantly, The French say we force civilians to work against their will. That's not true; this German paper denies It' "I looked at him In amazement and asked, 'Well, w hat are you doing your self, standing here with your gun ovet these poor people? Much Worse. " 'If I did not,' was his naive answer, You'll have to work hard if you want to win Miss Bond, the heiress. they would run away.' " "Yes, and I'll have to work a deuced sight harder if I don't." The Modern Accountant. Few of us have troublo meeting ex Stella What is her husband worth 1 enses these days. 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