On the Yukon Trail / Radio-Phone Boys Series, #2
n, tangling about the wolf's legs, seemed about to make him prisoner. At last with a savage onslaught Major leaped clean at the enemy's throat. There followed a gurgling cough.
comment. "He's well licked. He'll not want to com
mpanions, a scent more maddening than was that of the frozen meat upon the sled. Hardly had he disappeared into the darkness th
pped the receiver over his head, threw on the
olves. Six miles from Indian's shack. Sled broken. Must f
heart beat. It was a tense moment. Would Curlie be listen
eyes coming ever closer, he repeated his messa
ake a dash for it. Meat might save us-might satisfy them
d in his ear.
e roared. "
the receiver from his head and clu
ck, all but upon them. Like the other, he doubled up and leaped away, but this only made the b
half hour. Major, old boy, do you think we can hold t
of them as he might have thought of horses or mules on the flat, sleepy, safe prairies of the Mississippi valley. Now he found himself regar
ou not only pull a fellow's load for him, but i
ve he would always cherish a feeling of loyal
knees trembled as he caught the gleam of new pairs of eyes burning holes into the dark
at bay for a time, but at last it only
yes and be destroyed. Then he would be alone. And yet, if worse came to worst, if the enemy rushed in,
now two, now three. There were three miles more. Panting, perspiring, staggering forw
but sobbed as he counted the
the chain of Major before thr
e boy's throat. Just in time he threw up the rifle barrel. Gripped in both his hands, it stopped the beast. Kicking out w
he gentle, inoffensive Spor
hing the ki-yi of Pete, the huskie, he reached over and unsnapped his chain, to see
they would win that battle he did not dream. Curlie could never
battle. Two wolves leaped at the sled, one from either side. The rifle cracked. A wolf leaped high and
five, six, seven, gaunt gray b
the foremost, then the second. Then,
p high in air. He was astonished. Curlie could not possibly have reached his objective in this time. Who was this m