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Another night; and in the morning, being more rational, he untied the leather string that fastened the squat moose hide sack. From its open mouth poured a yellow stream of coarse gold dust and nuggets. He roughly divided the gold in halves, caching one half on a prominent ledge, wrapped in a piece of blanket, and returning the other half to the sack. He also began to use strips of the one remaining blanket for his feet. ANOTHER NIGHT AND IN THE MORNING BEING MORE RATIONAL HE UNTIED THE LEATHER STRING THAT FASTENED THE SQUAT MOOSE HIDE SACK FROM ITS OPEN MOUTH POURED A YELLOW STREAM OF COARSE GOLD DUST AND NUGGETS HE ROUGHLY DIVIDED THE GOLDEN HALVES CASHING ONE HALF ON A PROMINENT LEDGE WRAPPED IN A PIECE OF BLANKET AND RETURNING THE OTHER HALF TO THE SACK HE ALSO BEGAN TO USE THE STRIPS OF THE ONE REMAINING BLANKET FOR HIS FEET
 catch them in his tin bucket. They were no longer than his little finger, but he was not particularly hungry. The dull ache in his stomach had been growing duller and fainter. It seemed almost that his stomach was dozing. He ate the fish raw, masticating with painstaking care, for the eating was an act of pure reason. While he had no desire to eat, he knew that he must eat to live. In the evening he caught three more minnows, eating two and saving the third for breakfast. The sun had dried stray shreds of moss, and he was able to warm himself with hot water. He had not covered more than ten miles that day; and the next day, travelling whenever his heart permitted him, he covered no more than five miles. But his stomach did not give him the slightest uneasiness. It had gone to sleep. He was in a strange country, too, and the caribou were growing more plentiful, also the wolves. Often their yelps drifted across the desolation, and once he saw three of them slinking away before his path.  CALMER NOW AND MANAGED TO CATCH THEM IN HIS TIN BUCKET THEY WERE NO LONGER THAN HIS LITTLE FINGER BUT HE WAS NOT PARTICULARLY HUNGRY THE DULL ACHE IN HIS STOMACH HAD BEEN GROWING DULLER AND FAINTER IT SEEMED ALMOST THAT HIS STOMACH WAS DOZING HE ATE THE FISH RAW MASTICATING WITH PAINSTAKING CARE FOR THE EATING WAS AN ACT OF PURE REASON WHILE HE HAD NO DESIRE TO EAT HE KNEW THAT HE MUST EAT TO LIVE IN THE EVENING HE CAUGHT THREE MORE MINNOWS EATING TWO AND SAVING THE THIRD FOR BREAKFAST THE SUN HAD DRIED STRAY SHREDS OF MOSS AND HE WAS ABLE TO WARM HIMSELF WITH HOT WATER HE HAD NOT COVERED MORE THAN TEN MILES THAT DAY AND THE NEXT DAY TRAVELLING WHENEVER HIS HEART PERMITTED HIM HE COVERED NO MORE THAN FIVE MILES BUT HIS STOMACH DID NOT GIVE HIM THE SLIGHTEST UNEASINESS IT HAD GONE TO SLEEP HE WAS IN A STRANGE COUNTRY TOO AND THE CARIBOO WERE GROWING MORE PLENTIFUL ALSO THE WOLVES OFTEN THEIR YELPS DRIFTED ACROSS THE DESOLATION AND ONCE HE SAW THREE OF THEM SLINKING AWAY BEFORE HIS PATH
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