BALDY OF NOME 



action had come, that his supremacy as a 

 leader must be acknowledged at once, 

 firmly held his ground. In some subtle, 

 final way he made them realize that they 

 must obey him implicitly; and so, when 

 he swung round they followed him as un- 

 swervingly as they would have followed 

 Kid. 



Far away in the whiteness Baldy saw a 

 black spot toward which he sped with 

 mad impatience. It was his master, lying 

 pale, motionless, and blood stained in the 

 trail. From a deep gash on his head a 

 crimson stream oozed and froze, matting 

 his hair and the fur on his parka. Baldy 

 stopped beside him, quivering with an un- 

 known dread. He licked the pallid face, 

 the cold hands, and placed a gentle paw 

 on the man's breast, scratching softly to 

 see if he could not gain some response. 

 Throwing back his head there broke from 

 him the wild wail of the malamute, his 



