Part 1

Produced by Al Haines

THE WAY OF THE WILD

F. ST. MARS

WITH TWELVE ILLUSTRATIONS BY HARRY ROUNTREE

NEW YORK

FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY

PUBLISHERS

COPYRIGHT, 1919, BY FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY

PUBLISHED IN ENGLAND UNDER THE TITLE "PINION AND PAW"

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

CONTENTS

I GULO THE INDOMITABLE II BLACKIE AND CO. III UNDER THE YELLOW FLAG IV NINE POINTS OF THE LAW V PHARAOH VI THE CRIPPLE VII "SET A THIEF"---- VIII THE WHERE IS IT? IX LAWLESS LITTLE LOVE X THE KING'S SON XI THE HIGHWAYMAN OF THE MARSH XII THE FURTIVE FEUD XIII THE STORM PIRATE XIV WHEN NIGHTS WERE COLD XV FATE AND THE FEARFUL XVI THE EAGLES OF LOCH ROYAL XVII RATEL, V.C. XVIII THE DAY

ILLUSTRATIONS

"Jaws, monstrous and wet, grabbing at him in enraged confusion" . . . Frontispiece

"The owl had lost a foot on the turn

"A shrew-mouse, thirsting for blood, but who got poison instead"

"This one had simply streaked out of the night from nowhere"

"Landed full upon the dumbfounded water-vole--splash!"

"A 'silver tabby' floated among the twigs, looking for him"

"An angry eagle-owl"

"Turning over and over, in one long, sickening dive back to earth"

"That little black-headed fellow doing the stalking act upon that python was great"

"Shooting straight upwards on the top of what appeared to have been a submarine mine in a mild form"

"He clutched, and tore, and gulped, and gorged"

"All allowed that he was the pluckiest beast on earth"

THE WAY OF THE WILD

GULO THE INDOMITABLE

If his father had been a brown bear and his mother a badger, the result in outward appearance would have been Gulo, or something very much like him. But not all the crossing in the world could have accounted for his character; that came straight from the Devil, his master. Gulo, however, was not a cross. He was himself, Gulo, the wolverine, alias glutton, alias carcajou, alias quick-hatch, alias fjeldfras in the vernacular, or, officially, Gulo luscus. But, by whatever name you called him, he did not smell sweet; and his character, too, was of a bad odor. A great man once said that he was like a bear cub with a superadded tail; but that great man cannot have seen his face. If he had, he would have looked for his double among the fiends on the top of Notre Dame. There was, in fact, nothing like him on this earth, only in a very hot place not on the earth.