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She rolled for nigh an hundred feet; she bounded like a ball; From crag to crag she carromed down through snow and timber fall; . . . A hole gaped in the river ice; the spray flashed  that was all. SHE ROLLED FOR NIGH A HUNDRED FEET SHE BOUNDED LIKE A BALL FROM CRAG TO CRAG SHE COROMED DOWN THROUGH SNOW AND TIMBER FALL A HOLE GAPED THROUGH THE RIVER ICE THE SPRAY FLASHED THAT WAS ALL
to sell The fruit of sin, this black fox skin that had made their lives a hell. She slipped away as still he lay, she clutched the wondrous fur; Her pulses beat, her foot was fleet, her fear was as a spur; She laughed with glee, she did not see him rise and follow her. The bluffs uprear and grimly peer far over Dawson town; They see its lights a blaze o' nights and harshly they look down; They mock the plan and plot of man with grim, ironic frown. The trail was steep; 'twas at the time when swiftly sinks the snow; All honey-combed, the river ice was rotting down below; The river chafed beneath its rind with many a mighty throe. And up the swift and oozy drift a woman climbed in fear, Clutching to her a black fox fur as if she held it dear; And hard she pressed it to her breast--then Windy Ike drew near. She made no moan--her heart was stone--she read his smiling face, And like a dream flashed all her life's dark horror and disgrace; A moment only--with a snarl he hurled her into space. Y SHE SLIPPED AWAY TO DAWSON TOWN TO SELL THE FRUIT OF SIN THIS BLACK FOX SKIN THAT MADE THEIR LIVES A HELL SHE SLIPPED AWAY AS STILL HE LAY SHE CLUTCHED THE WONDROUS FUR HER PULSES BEAT HER FOOT WAS FLEET HER FEAR WAS AS A SPUR SHE LAUGHED WITH GLEE SHE DID NOT SEE HIM RISE AND FOLLOW HER THE BLUFFS UPREAR AND GRIMLY PEER FAR OVER DAWSON TOWN THEY SEE ITS LIGHTS A BLAZE O NIGHTS AND HARSHLY THEY LOOK DOWN THEY MOCK THE PLAN AND PLOT OF MAN WITH GRIM IRONIC FROWN THE TRAIL WAS STEEP TWAS AT THE TIME WHEN SWIFTLY SINKS THE SNOW ALL HONEY COMBED THE RIVER ICE WAS ROTTING DOWN BELOW THE RIVER CHAFED BENEATH ITS RIND WITH MANY A MIGHTY THROE AND UP THE SWIFT AND OOZY DRIFT A WOMAN CLIMBED IN FEAR CLUTCHING TO HER A BLACK FOX FUR AS IF SHE HELD IT DEAR AND HARD SHE PRESSED IT TO HER BREAST WHEN WINDY IKE DREW NEAR SHE MADE NO MOAN HER HEART WAS STONE SHE READ HIS SMILING FACE AND LIKE A DREAM FLASHED ALL HER LIFE'S DARK HORROR AND DISGRACE A MOMENT ONLY WITH A SNARL HE HURLED HER INTO SPACE
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