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Also is it a true answer. And after that never again do I care for money. ALSO IS IT A TRUE ANSWER AND AFTER THAT NEVER AGAIN DO I CARE FOR MONEY
f a ghost. I say, 'All the time you make start at five o'clock.' 'To-morrow,' he says, 'we will start at three o'clock.' I laugh in great bitterness, and I say, 'You are dead man.' And he says, 'To-morrow we will start at three o'clock.' "And we start at three o'clock, for I am their man, and that which they say is to be done, I do. It is clear and cold, and there is no wind. When daylight comes we can see a long way off. And it is very quiet. We can hear no sound but the beat of our hearts, and in the silence that is a very loud sound. We are like sleep-walkers, and we walk in dreams until we fall down; and then we know we must get up, and we see the trail once more and bear the beating of our hearts. Sometimes, when I am walking in dreams this way, I have strange thoughts. Why does Sitka Charley live? I ask myself. Why does Sitka Charley work hard, and go hungry, and have all this pain? For seven hundred and fifty dollars a month, I make the answer, and I know it is a foolish answer. ART TO MORROW CHARLIE IT IS LIKE THE VOICE OF A GHOST I SAY ALL THE TIME YOU MAKE START AT FIVE O'CLOCK TO MORROW HE SAYS WE WILL START AT THREE O'CLOCK I LAUGH IN GREAT BITTERNESS AND I SAY YOU ARE A DEAD MAN AND HE SAYS TO MORROW WE WILL START AT THREE O'CLOCK AND WE START AT THREE O'CLOCK FOR I AM THEIR MAN AND THAT WHICH THEY SAY IS TO BE DONE I DO IT IS CLEAR AND COLD AND THERE IS NO WIND WHEN DAYLIGHT COMES WE CAN SEE A LONG WAY OFF AND IT IS VERY QUIET WE CAN HEAR NO SOUND BUT THE BEAT OF OUR HEARTS AND IN THE SILENCE THAT IS A VERY LOUD SOUND WE ARE LIKE SLEEP WALKERS AND WE WALK IN DREAMS UNTIL WE FALL DOWN AND THEN WE KNOW WE MUST GET UP AND WE SEE THE TRAIL ONCE MORE AND BEAR THE BEATING OF OUR HEARTS SOMETIMES WHEN I AM WALKING IN DREAMS THIS WAY I HAVE STRANGE THOUGHTS WHY DOES SITKA CHARLI LIVE I ASKED MYSELF WHY DOES SITKA CHARLIE WORK HARD AND GO HUNGRY AND HAVE ALL THIS PAIN FOR SEVEN HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS A MONTH I MAKE THE ANSWER AND I KNOW IT IS A FOOLISH ANSWER
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