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Three times I say better to make camp and rest, but each time they say they will go on. After that I say nothing. THREE TIMES I SAY BETTER TO MAKE CAMP AND REST BUT EACH TIME THEY SAY THEY WILL GO ON AFTER THAT I SAY NOTHING
are soft, just like hers. He never do hard work. He is soft all over. At first I think maybe he is her husband. But he is too young. Also, they make two beds at night. He is maybe twenty years old. His eyes blue, his hair yellow, he has a little mustache which is yellow. His name is John Jones. Maybe he is her brother. I do not know. I ask questions no more. Only I think his name not John Jones. Other people call him Mr. Girvan. I do not think that is his name. I do not think her name is Miss Girvan, which other people call her. I think nobody know their names. "One night I am asleep at Dawson. He wake me up. He says, 'Get the dogs ready; we start.' No more do I ask questions, so I get the dogs ready and we start. We go down the Yukon. It is night-time, it is November, and it is very cold--sixty-five below. She is soft. He is soft. The cold bites. They get tired. They cry under their breaths to themselves. By and by I say better we stop and make camp. But they say that they will go on. QUO WHAT YOU CALL TENDERFOOT HIS HANDS ARE SOFT JUST LIKE HERS HE NEVER DO HARD WORK HE IS SOFT ALL OVER AT FIRST I THINK MAYBE HE IS HER HUSBAND BUT HE IS TOO YOUNG ALSO THEY MAKE TWO BEDS AT NIGHT HE IS MAYBE TWENTY YEARS OLD HIS EYES BLUE HIS HAIR YELLOW HE HAS A LITTLE MOUSTACHE WHICH IS YELLOW HIS NAME IS JOHN JONES MAYBE HE IS HER BROTHER I DO NOT KNOW I ASK QUESTIONS NO MORE ONLY I THINK HIS NAME NOT JOHN JONES OTHER PEOPLE CALL HIM MISTER GIRVAN I DO NOT THINK THAT IS HIS NAME I DO NOT THINK HER NAME IS MISS GIRVAN WHICH OTHER PEOPLE CALL HER I THINK NOBODY KNOW THEIR NAMES ONE NIGHT I AM ASLEEP AT DAWSON HE WAKED ME UP HE SAYS GET THE DOGS READY WE START NO MORE DO I ASK QUESTIONS SO I GET THE DOGS READY AND WE START WE GO DOWN THE YUKON IT IS NIGHT TIME IT IS NOVEMBER AND IT IS VERY COLD SIXTY FIVE BELOW SHE IS SOFT HE IS SOFT THE COLD BITES THEY GET TIRED THEY CRY UNDER THEIR BREATHS TO THEMSELVES BY AND BY I SAY BETTER WE STOP AND MAKE CAMP BUT THEY SAY THAT THEY WILL GO ON
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