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And up the swift and oozy drift a woman climbed in fear, Clutching to her a black fox fur as if she held it dear; And hard she pressed it to her breast  then Windy Ike drew near. AND UP THE SWIFT AND OOZY DRIFT A WOMAN CLIMBED IN FEAR CLUTCHING TO HER A BLACK FOX FUR AS IF SHE HELD IT DEAR AND HARD SHE PRESSED IT TO HER BREAST WHEN WINDY IKE DREW NEAR
-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike fanged up like dogs at bay. "The skin is mine, all mine," she cried; "I did the deed alone." "It's share and share with a guilt-yoked pair", he hissed in a pregnant tone; And so they snarled like malamutes over a mildewed bone. And so they fought, by fear untaught, till haply it befell One dawn of day she slipped away to Dawson town to sell The fruit of sin, this black fox skin that had made their lives a hell. She slipped away as still he lay, she clutched the wondrous fur; Her pulses beat, her foot was fleet, her fear was as a spur; She laughed with glee, she did not see him rise and follow her. The bluffs uprear and grimly peer far over Dawson town; They see its lights a blaze o' nights and harshly they look down; They mock the plan and plot of man with grim, ironic frown. The trail was steep; 'twas at the time when swiftly sinks the snow; All honey-combed, the river ice was rotting down below; The river chafed beneath its rind with many a mighty throe. S ITS FATE AND SO IT FELL ONE DAY THAT CLAW FINGERED KITTY AND WINDY IKE FANGED UP LIKE DOGS AT BAY THE SKIN IS MINE ALL MINE SHE CRIED I DID THE DEED ALONE IT'S SHARE AND SHARE WITH GILT YOKED PEAR HE HISSED IN A PREGNANT TONE AND SO THEY SNARLED LIKE MALAMUTES O'ER A MILDEWED BONE AND SO THEY FOUGHT BY FEAR UNTAUGHT TILL HAPLY IT BEFELL ONE DAWN OF DAY SHE SLIPPED AWAY TO DAWSON TOWN TO SELL THE FRUIT OF SIN THIS BLACK FOX SKIN THAT MADE THEIR LIVES A HELL SHE SLIPPED AWAY AS STILL HE LAY SHE CLUTCHED THE WONDROUS FUR HER PULSES BEAT HER FOOT WAS FLEET HER FEAR WAS AS A SPUR SHE LAUGHED WITH GLEE SHE DID NOT SEE HIM RISE AND FOLLOW HER THE BLUFFS UPREAR AND GRIMLY PEER FAR OVER DAWSON TOWN THEY SEE ITS LIGHTS A BLAZE O NIGHTS AND HARSHLY THEY LOOK DOWN THEY MOCK THE PLAN AND PLOT OF MAN WITH GRIM IRONIC FROWN THE TRAIL WAS STEEP TWAS AT THE TIME WHEN SWIFTLY SINKS THE SNOW ALL HONEY COMBED THE RIVER ICE WAS ROTTING DOWN BELOW THE RIVER CHAFED BENEATH ITS RIND WITH MANY A MIGHTY THROE
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