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"Now we are three hundred yards away. We go very slow. Maybe in two, three hours we go one mile. We do not walk. All the time we fall down. We stand up and stagger two steps, maybe three steps, then we fall down again. NOW WE ARE THREE HUNDRED YARDS AWAY WE GO VERY SLOW MAYBE IN TWO THREE HOURS WE GO ONE MILE WE DO NOT WALK ALL THE TIME WE FALL DOWN WE STAND UP AND STAGGER TWO STEPS MAYBE THREE STEPS THEN WE FALL DOWN AGAIN
and the mountains and the fresh trail of the man who is before us, and we know all our pain again. We come to where we can see a long way over the snow, and that for which they look is before them. A mile away there are black spots upon the snow. The black spots move. My eyes are dim, and I must stiffen my soul to see. And I see one man with dogs and a sled. The baby wolves see, too. They can no longer talk, but they whisper, 'On, on. Let us hurry!' "And they fall down, but they go on. The man who is before us, his blanket harness breaks often, and he must stop and mend it. Our harness is good, for I have hung it in trees each night. At eleven o'clock the man is half a mile away. At one o'clock he is a quarter of a mile away. He is very weak. We see him fall down many times in the snow. One of his dogs can no longer travel, and he cuts it out of the harness. But he does not kill it. I kill it with the axe as I go by, as I kill one of my dogs which loses its legs and can travel no more. S AN AWAKENING AND WE SEE THE SNOW AND THE MOUNTAINS AND THE FRESH TRAIL OF THE MAN WHO IS BEFORE US AND WE KNOW ALL OUR PAIN AGAIN WE COME TO WHERE WE CAN SEE A LONG WAY OVER THE SNOW AND THAT FOR WHICH THEY LOOK IS BEFORE THEM A MILE AWAY THERE ARE BLACK SPOTS UPON THE SNOW THE BLACK SPOTS MOVE MY EYES ARE DIM AND I MUST STIFFEN MY SOUL TO SEE AND I SEE ONE MAN WITH DOGS AND A SLED THE BABY WOLVES SEE TOO THEY CAN NO LONGER TALK BUT THEY WHISPER ON ON LET US HURRY AND THEY FALL DOWN BUT THEY GO ON THE MAN WHO IS BEFORE US HIS BLANKET HARNESS BREAKS OFTEN AND HE MUST STOP AND MEND IT OUR HARNESS IS GOOD FOR I HAVE HUNG IT IN TREES EACH NIGHT AT ELEVEN O'CLOCK THE MAN IS HALF A MILE AWAY AT ONE O'CLOCK HE IS A QUARTER OF A MILE AWAY HE IS VERY WEAK WE SEE HIM FALL DOWN MANY TIMES IN THE SNOW ONE OF HIS DOGS CAN NO LONGER TRAVEL AND HE CUTS IT OUT OF THE HARNESS BUT HE DOES NOT KILL IT I KILL IT WITH THE AXE AS I GO BY AS I KILL ONE OF MY DOGS WHICH LOSES ITS LEGS AND CAN TRAVEL NO MORE
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