Krag, the Kootenay Ram 



as fast as he could to the edge, he never saw 

 her again. He chuckled as he noted the spots 

 of blood ; but these soon ceased, and after a 

 long attempt to keep the trail, he gave it up, 

 cursed his luck, and went back to the victim he 

 had secured. ' 



Away went Spikerdoe and her Lamb, the 

 mother guiding, but the little one ahead. Her 

 instinct told her that upward was the way to 

 safety. Up the Gunder Peak she must go, but 

 keep from being seen. So she went on, in spite 

 of a burning wound, always keeping a ridge be- 

 tween, till round the nearest rocks she paused 

 to look. She saw no sign either of her friends 

 or her foe. She felt she had a deadly wound. 

 She must escape lest her strength give out. She 

 set off again at a run, forging upward, and the 

 little one following or running ahead as he 

 pleased. On they went till the timber-line was 

 reached, and upward still her instinct urged 

 her on. 



Another lofty bench was scaled, and then 

 she sighted a long white streak, a snow-drift 

 lingering in a deep ravine. She eagerly made 

 for that. There was a burning pain through 



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