THE WAKENING

PART TWO
THE WOLF-MAN

PART THREE
THE TAMING





PART ONE

THE WAKENING




I

The convict gang had a pleasant place to work to-day. Their road
building had taken them some miles from the scattered outskirts of Walla
Walla, among fields green with growing barley. The air was fresh and
sweet; the Western meadow larks, newly come, seemed in imminent danger
of splitting their own throats through the exuberance of their song.
Even the steel rails of the Northern Pacific, running parallel to the
stretch of new road, gleamed pleasantly in the spring sun.

The convicts themselves were in a genial mood, easily moved to wide