The Icelandic Canadian - 01.06.1961, Síða 43

THE ICELANDIC CANADIAN
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“It was getting dark and we were
giving up hope of ever finding him
when we heard a wolf howl. We went
towards the noise. Then we stopped
and waited. Another howl. We moved
towards it again. We kept stopping,
waiting, going forward until finally
we came to a clump of spruce trees.
He was there. With that ugly mut of
his curled around him. That animal
would not let anyone close. He’d snarl
and howl, but he couldn’t get up. One
of the men was carrying a rifle. It was
over quick. One shot from about two
feet away.”
He paused and sighed deeply at an
old memory, then continued, “It was
rough. The boy was frozen to death,
but through no fault of that animal,
He’d been trying to keep Timmy warm
and safe. How did they find each
other? Nobody will ever be sure.”
“It’s a funny thing. When we went
to take Timmy away his fingers were
clenched so tight in that animals fur
that we had to cut the fur away. The
old man came back for that animal
the next day and insisted that they be
buried side by side. The minister
wouldn’t let him bury an animal in
the church yard, so he iburied them
just outside it. You’ll be able to see
the markers when you go by this side
of the church. The old man’s wife died
soon after that and since then he has
lived alone.”
He got up to go, then added, “Dur-
ing the winter when it’s early evening,
and its cold and clear out you can
hear a wolf howl somewheres around
the graveyard. It’s funny too, because
we haven’t had wolves around here for
years. Makes you wonder.”
Abruptly he went into the store,
shutting the door behind him.
—Wm. Dempsey Valgardson
CANADA
by FRtMANN B. ANDERSON
All hail, beloved Dominion!
Thou home of the free and the brave,
Sound loud the martial Trumpet,
Let victory’s banner wave.
Chorus:
Fair Vinland, fair Dominion,
Our home, the home of freedom,
All hail fair Canada.
Rejoice O, rising Nation,
Ye sons of many lands,
Unfurl the flag of freedom,
With strong and fearless hands.
Chorus:
While surges tide of passion;
While friendship true remains,
While streams thy flag of freedom,
While strength and beauty reigns.
Chorus:
While sunbeams crown thy mountains,
While ocean loves thy strand,
While glow thy fields and forests;
We love thee, dearest land.
Chorus:
All hail, our home, our Country,
While grow thy valleys green;
Long live thy noble Nation,
Long live our gracious Queen.
Chorus:
Elail Vinland, hail Dominion,
Pride of America.
Pour out thy soul O, music,
Three Cheers for Canada.
—Heimskringla Jan. 5, 1888.