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Then the water was too muddy to admit of his seeing the fish, and he was compelled to wait until the sediment had settled. THEN THE WATER WAS TOO MUDDY TO ADMIT OF HIS SEEING THE FISH AND HE WAS COMPELLED TO WAIT UNTIL THE SEDIMENT HAD SETTLED
h sank into it with a crunch that promised deliciously of food. But its fibers were tough. It was composed of stringy filaments saturated with water, like the berries, and devoid of nourishment. He threw off his pack and went into the rush-grass on hands and knees, crunching and munching, like some bovine creature. He was very weary and often wished to rest--to lie down and sleep; but he was continually driven on--not so much by his desire to gain the land of little sticks as by his hunger. He searched little ponds for frogs and dug up the earth with his nails for worms, though he knew in spite that neither frogs nor worms existed so far north. He looked into every pool of water vainly, until, as the long twilight came on, he discovered a solitary fish, the size of a minnow, in such a pool. He plunged his arm in up to the shoulder, but it eluded him. He reached for it with both hands and stirred up the milky mud at the bottom. In his excitement he fell in, wetting himself to the waist. T WAS TENDER AND HIS TEETH SANK INTO IT WITH A CRUNCH THAT PROMISED DELICIOUSLY OF FOOD BUT ITS FIBRES WERE TOUGH IT WAS COMPOSED OF STRINGY FILAMENTS SATURATED WITH WATER LIKE THE BERRIES AND DEVOID OF NOURISHMENT HE THREW OFF HIS PACK AND WENT INTO THE RUSH GRASS ON HANDS AND KNEES CRUNCHING AND MUNCHING LIKE SOME BOVINE CREATURE HE WAS VERY WEARY AND OFTEN WISHED TO REST TO LIE DOWN AND SLEEP BUT HE WAS CONTINUALLY DRIVEN ON NOT SO MUCH BY HIS DESIRE TO GAIN THE LAND OF LITTLE STICKS AS BY HIS HUNGER HE SEARCHED LITTLE PONDS FOR FROGS AND DUG UP THE EARTH WITH HIS NAILS FOR WORMS THOUGH HE KNEW IN SPITE THAT NEITHER FROGS NOR WORMS EXISTED SO FAR NORTH HE LOOKED INTO EVERY POOL OF WATER VAINLY UNTIL AS THE LONG TWILIGHT CAME ON HE DISCOVERED A SOLITARY FISH THE SIZE OF A MINNOW IN SUCH A POOL HE PLUNGED HIS ARM IN UP TO THE SHOULDER BUT IT ELUDED HIM HE REACHED FOR IT WITH BOTH HANDS AND STIRRED UP THE MILKY MUD AT THE BOTTOM IN HIS EXCITEMENT HE FELL IN WETTING HIMSELF TO THE WAIST
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