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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. 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
ow. I look at the woman. Her mitten is off, and the big Colt's revolver is in her hand. Three times she shoot, quick, just like that. The hungry face of the stranger-man is still snarling as he falls forward into the snow. "They do not look at the dead man. 'Let us go on,' they say. And we go on. But now that they have found that for which they look, they are like dead. The last strength has gone out of them. They can stand no more upon their feet. They will not crawl, but desire only to close their eyes and sleep. I see not far away a place for camp. I kick them. I have my dog-whip, and I give them the lash of it. They cry aloud, but they must crawl. And they do crawl to the place for camp. I build fire so that they will not freeze. Then 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. OLD THE REVOLVER AND IT FALLS IN THE SNOW I LOOK AT THE WOMAN HER MITTEN IS OFF AND THE BIG COLT'S REVOLVER IS IN HER HAND THREE TIMES SHE SHOOT QUICK JUST LIKE THAT THE HUNGRY FACE OF THE STRANGER MAN IS STILL SNARLING AS HE FALLS FORWARD INTO THE SNOW THEY DO NOT LOOK AT THE DEAD MAN LET US GO ON THEY SAY AND WE GO ON BUT NOW THAT THEY HAVE FOUND THAT FOR WHICH THEY LOOK THEY ARE LIKE DEAD THE LAST STRENGTH HAS GONE OUT OF THEM THEY CAN STAND NO MORE UPON THEIR FEET THEY WILL NOT CRAWL BUT DESIRE ONLY TO CLOSE THEIR EYES IN SLEEP I SEE NOT FAR AWAY A PLACE FOR CAMP I KICK THEM I HAVE MY DOG WHIP AND I GIVE THEM THE LASH OF IT THEY CRY ALOUD BUT THEY MUST CRAWL AND THEY DO CRAWL TO THE PLACE FOR CAMP I BUILD FIRE SO 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
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