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The other man followed at his heels. They did not remove their foot gear, though the water was icy cold  so cold that their ankles ached and their feet went numb. In places the water dashed against their knees, and both men staggered for footing. THE OTHER MAN FOLLOWED AT HIS HEELS THEY DID NOT REMOVE THEIR FOOT GEAR THOUGH THE WATER WAS ICY COLD SO COLD THAT THEIR ANKLES ACHED AND THEIR FEET WENT NUMB IN PLACES THE WATER DASHED AGAINST THEIR KNEES AND BOTH MEN STAGGERED FOR FOOTING
 1911. October, 1913. LOVE OF LIFE "This out of all will remain-- They have lived and have tossed: So much of the game will be gain, Though the gold of the dice has been lost." They limped painfully down the bank, and once the foremost of the two men staggered among the rough-strewn rocks. They were tired and weak, and their faces had the drawn expression of patience which comes of hardship long endured. They were heavily burdened with blanket packs which were strapped to their shoulders. Head-straps, passing across the forehead, helped support these packs. Each man carried a rifle. They walked in a stooped posture, the shoulders well forward, the head still farther forward, the eyes bent upon the ground. "I wish we had just about two of them cartridges that's layin' in that cache of ourn," said the second man. His voice was utterly and drearily expressionless. He spoke without enthusiasm; and the first man, limping into the milky stream that foamed over the rocks, vouchsafed no reply. READ BY JOHN TAYLOR SOUTHEAST MISSOURI DECEMBER TWO THOUSAND SIX THIS OUT OF ALL WILL REMAIN THEY HAVE LIVED AND HAVE TOSSED SO MUCH OF THE GAME WILL BE GAIN THOUGH THE GOLD OF THE DICE HAS BEEN LOST THEY LIMPED PAINFULLY DOWN THE BANK AND ONCE THE FOREMOST OF THE TWO MEN STAGGERED AMONG THE ROUGH STREWN ROCKS THEY WERE TIRED AND WEAK AND THEIR FACES HAD THE DRAWN EXPRESSION OF PATIENCE WHICH COMES OF HARDSHIP LONG ENDURED THEY WERE HEAVILY BURDENED WITH BLANKET PACKS WHICH WERE STRAPPED TO THEIR SHOULDERS HEAD STRAPS PASSING ACROSS THE FOREHEAD HELPED SUPPORT THESE PACKS EACH MAN CARRIED A RIFLE THEY WALKED IN A STOOPED POSTURE THE SHOULDERS WELL FORWARD THE HEAD STILL FARTHER FORWARD THE EYES BENT UPON THE GROUND I WISH WE HAD JUST ABOUT TWO OF THEM CARTRIDGES THAT'S LAYIN IN THAT CACHE OF IRON SAID THE SECOND MAN HIS VOICE WAS UTTERLY AND DREARILY EXPRESSIONLESS HE SPOKE WITHOUT ENTHUSIASM AND THE FIRST MAN LIMPING INTO THE MILKY STREAM THAT FOAMED OVER THE ROCKS VOUCHSAFED NO REPLY
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