. The outcasts . ned to him from withineasy reach. Wah, for his revenge!E-e-uh, for the throat grip—the throat-cutting hold ! Eagerly, wide-jawed he sprang at theBrother Outcast—and missed. The carnage had sent Shags lifeback a score of years ; the battle heat The Outcasts warmed his old blood until it coursedwith the fire of fighting youth; hewas a young Bull again, full of theglorious supple strength that had beenhis as chief gladiator of all the prairiearena : that was why Atim fell shortas he reached for the death hold. With a deft twist Shag had the Dog-Wolf pinned to the earth between th
. The outcasts . ned to him from withineasy reach. Wah, for his revenge!E-e-uh, for the throat grip—the throat-cutting hold ! Eagerly, wide-jawed he sprang at theBrother Outcast—and missed. The carnage had sent Shags lifeback a score of years ; the battle heat The Outcasts warmed his old blood until it coursedwith the fire of fighting youth; hewas a young Bull again, full of theglorious supple strength that had beenhis as chief gladiator of all the prairiearena : that was why Atim fell shortas he reached for the death hold. With a deft twist Shag had the Dog-Wolf pinned to the earth between theworn old horns. Now, traitor/ he grunted. Spare me/ pleaded Atim; I,who am not of your kind, slept by yourside, and guided you to this land whereyou have a Herd. I was forced to thisby the Wolves—they threatened to eatme. Spare me, Great Bull; I came towarn you, but the Wolves followed fast. Shag hesitated. One crunch from hisbroad forehead, one little push—so, andthe Dog-Wolf, who was Atim, would— 136. DOQ WX h < 00 < I—I *J wO 2 *h < h o DCh The Outcasts Spare me, Shag—let me go,53pleaded the mongrel again ; I broughtyou to this Herd—to this Northlandwhich is good. Were we not OutcastBrothers together ? Again Shag hesitated. Why not?Was he not a Buffalo Bull, a Leader ofHerds ? Did his kind ever do aughtfor revenge—kill except in defense oftheir own lives ? And was not thisDog-Wolf lying helpless between hishorns beyond all chance of doing himinjury—this Mongrel that had been asa Brother to him when they were Out-casts ? Also the Wolves were dead—trampled into silence. Thou art a traitor, and a great liar,Atim, said the Bull, rising, but youmay go because you are an Outcast, andbecause I also was : And that was the beginning of the The Outcasts Herd of the Wood Buffalo, that are bigand strong and beautiful, in the spruceforests of the Athabasca Lake.
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