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It is something that happened. It is a picture I remember. It is like looking in at the window and seeing the man writing a letter. They came into my life and they went out of my life, and the picture is as I have said, without beginning, the end without understanding." IT IS SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED IT IS A PICTURE I REMEMBER IT IS LIKE LOOKING IN AT THE WINDOW AND SEEING THE MAN WRITING A LETTER THEY CAME INTO MY LIFE AND THEY WENT OUT OF MY LIFE AND THE PICTURE IS AS I HAVE SAID WITHOUT BEGINNING AND WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING
 I go back for sled. Also, I kill the dogs of the stranger-man so that we may have food and not die. I put the man and woman in blankets and they sleep. Sometimes I wake them and give them little bit of food. They are not awake, but they take the food. The woman sleep one day and a half. Then she wake up and go to sleep again. The man sleep two days and wake up and go to sleep again. After that we go down to the coast at St. Michaels. And when the ice goes out of Bering Sea, the man and woman go away on a steamship. But first they pay me my seven hundred and fifty dollars a month. Also, they make me a present of one thousand dollars. And that was the year that Sitka Charley gave much money to the Mission at Holy Cross." "But why did they kill the man?" I asked. Sitka Charley delayed reply until he had lighted his pipe. He glanced at the _Police Gazette_ illustration and nodded his head at it familiarly. Then he said, speaking slowly and ponderingly: "I have thought much. I do not know.  THAT THEY WILL NOT FREEZE THEN I GO BACK FOR SLED ALSO I KILL THE DOGS OF THE STRANGER MAN SO THAT WE HAVE FOOD AND NOT DIE I PUT THE MAN AND WOMAN IN BLANKETS AND THEY SLEEP SOMETIMES I WAKE THEM AND GIVE THEM A LITTLE BIT OF FOOD THEY ARE NOT AWAKE BUT THEY TAKE THE FOOD THE WOMAN SLEEP ONE DAY AND A HALF THEN SHE WAKE UP AND GO TO SLEEP AGAIN THE MAN SLEEP TWO DAYS AND WAKE UP AND GO TO SLEEP AGAIN AFTER THAT WE GO DOWN TO THE COAST AT SAINT MICHAEL'S AND WHEN THE ICE GOES OUT OF BERYING SEA THE MAN AND WOMAN GO AWAY ON A STEAMSHIP BUT FIRST THEY PAY ME MY SEVEN HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS A MONTH ALSO THEY MAKE ME A PRESENT OF ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS AND THAT WAS THE YEAR THAT SITKA CHARLIE GAVE MUCH MONEY TO THE MISSION AT HOLY CROSS BUT WHY DID THEY KILL THE MAN I ASKED SITKA CHARLIE DELAYED REPLY UNTIL HE HAD LIGHTED HIS PIPE HE GLANCED AT THE POLICE GAZETTE ILLUSTRATION AND NODDED HIS HEAD AT IT FAMILIARLY THEN HE SAID SPEAKING SLOWLY AND PONDERING I HAVE THOUGHT MUCH I DO NOT KNOW
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