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These were the thoughts of the man as he strove onward. THESE WERE THE THOUGHTS OF THE MAN AS HE STROVE ONWARD
d well--but no timber, and he would follow it till its first trickle ceased at a divide. He would cross this divide to the first trickle of another stream, flowing to the west, which he would follow until it emptied into the river Dease, and here he would find a cache under an upturned canoe and piled over with many rocks. And in this cache would be ammunition for his empty gun, fish-hooks and lines, a small net--all the utilities for the killing and snaring of food. Also, he would find flour,--not much,--a piece of bacon, and some beans. Bill would be waiting for him there, and they would paddle away south down the Dease to the Great Bear Lake. And south across the lake they would go, ever south, till they gained the Mackenzie. And south, still south, they would go, while the winter raced vainly after them, and the ice formed in the eddies, and the days grew chill and crisp, south to some warm Hudson Bay Company post, where timber grew tall and generous and there was grub without end. S ON THAT STREAM THIS HE REMEMBERED WELL BUT NO TIMBER AND HE WOULD FOLLOW IT TILL ITS FIRST TRICKLE SEIZED AT A DIVIDE HE WOULD CROSS THIS DIVIDE TO THE FIRST TRICKLE OF ANOTHER STREAM FLOWING TO THE WEST WHICH HE WOULD FOLLOW UNTIL IT EMPTIED INTO THE RIVER DESE AND HERE HE WOULD FIND A CASH UNDER AN UPTURNED CANOE AND PILED OVER WITH MANY ROCKS AND IN THIS CASH WOULD BE AMMUNITION FOR HIS EMPTY GUN FISH HOOKS AND LINES A SMALL NET ALL THE UTILITIES FOR THE KILLING AND SNARING OF FOOD ALSO HE WOULD FIND FLOUR NOT MUCH A PIECE OF BACON AND SOME BEANS BILL WOULD BE WAITING FOR HIM THERE AND THEY WOULD PADDLE AWAY SOUTH DOWN THE DEECE TO THE GREAT BEAR LAKE AND SOUTH ACROSS THE LAKE THEY WOULD GO EVER SOUTH TILL THEY GAINED THE MACKENZIE AND SOUTH STILL SOUTH THEY WOULD GO WHILE THE WINTER RACED VAINLY AFTER THEM AND THE ICE FORMED IN THE EDDIES AND THE DAYS GREW CHILL AND CRISP SOUTH TO SOME WARM HUDSON BAY COMPANY POST WHERE TIMBER GREW TALL AND GENEROUS AND THERE WAS GRUB WITHOUT END
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