By Lam! and By Air

the ghost for company. In the morning the wolf pack disappeared and he resumed his journey.

He was very fond and kind to animals and would talk to a dog as to a man. One of his favourite dogs was mostly wolf, who was very large and strong and the leader of his dog team. One time he loaned his team to a friend who was going several miles. The team consisted of three dogs, including the wolf dog who was very surly, and when my father took them out of harness, he would slink away, curl up in the snow while the other two dogs stayed close to him by the fire. When his friend returned his team, he could see that they did not get the usual treatment. When their harness was removed, the wolf dog ran to him, put his two paws on my father’s shoulders and almost knocked him down. The other two dogs slunk away, and it was a couple of weeks before he had their confidence back. From that time, the wolf dog was his favourite and when he sat down, the dog would put his head on my father’s knee. When my father left the North in 1908, the thing he missed most was his faithful wolf dog. He had many stories about dogs. He always said, it was better to get the goodwill of a dog than the bad. To prove his point, he recalled that there was a very cross dog in the area where he worked and the men used to plan how they would like to destroy him, but dogs in the North were as valuable as horses in the South. On one occasion, when my father was on his way home to his cabin, he heard a strange noise and when he explored the sound, he found the cross dog in a mine hole in ice water. When he looked down, the dog put up his paw, and my father wondered what he should do, but his kindness for animals got the better of him and he reached down, grabbed the paw and heaved the dog out of the ice hole. When he did, the dog rushed off for his home. My father shortly went to an area of Alaska and

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