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Then he drank the pot of water, steaming hot, wound his watch, and crawled between his blankets. THEN HE DRANK THE POT OF WATER STEAMING HOT WOUND HIS WATCH AND CRAWLED BETWEEN HIS BLANKETS
 heap he built a fire,--a smouldering, smudgy fire,--and put a tin pot of water on to boil. He unwrapped his pack and the first thing he did was to count his matches. There were sixty-seven. He counted them three times to make sure. He divided them into several portions, wrapping them in oil paper, disposing of one bunch in his empty tobacco pouch, of another bunch in the inside band of his battered hat, of a third bunch under his shirt on the chest. This accomplished, a panic came upon him, and he unwrapped them all and counted them again. There were still sixty-seven. He dried his wet foot-gear by the fire. The moccasins were in soggy shreds. The blanket socks were worn through in places, and his feet were raw and bleeding. His ankle was throbbing, and he gave it an examination. It had swollen to the size of his knee. He tore a long strip from one of his two blankets and bound the ankle tightly. He tore other strips and bound them about his feet to serve for both moccasins and socks. MOSS WHEN HE HAD GATHERED A HEAP HE BUILT A FIRE A SMOULDERING SMUDGY FIRE AND PUT A TIN POT OF WATER ON TO BOIL HE UNWRAPPED HIS PACK AND THE FIRST THING HE DID WAS TO COUNT HIS MATCHES THERE WERE SIXTY SEVEN HE COUNTED THEM THREE TIMES TO MAKE SURE HE DIVIDED THEM INTO SEVERAL PORTIONS WRAPPING THEM IN OIL PAPER DISPOSING OF ONE BUNCH IN HIS EMPTY TOBACCO POUCH OF ANOTHER BUNCH IN THE INSIDE BAND OF HIS BATTERED HAT OF A THIRD BUNCH UNDER HIS SHIRT ON THE CHEST THIS ACCOMPLISHED A PANIC CAME UPON HIM AND HE UNWRAPPED THEM ALL AND COUNTED THEM AGAIN THERE WERE STILL SIXTY SEVEN HE DRIED HIS WET FOOT GEAR BY THE FIRE THE MOCCASINS WERE IN SOGGY SHREDS THE BLANKET SOCKS WERE WORN THROUGH IN PLACES AND HIS FEET WERE RAW AND BLEEDING HIS ANKLE WAS THROBBING AND HE GAVE IT AN EXAMINATION IT HAD SWOLLEN TO THE SIZE OF HIS KNEE HE TORE A LONG STRIP FROM ONE OF HIS TWO BLANKETS AND BOUND THE ANKLE TIGHTLY HE TORE OTHER STRIPS AND BOUND THEM ABOUT HIS FEET TO SERVE FOR BOTH MOCCASINS AND SOCKS
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