Summary

Roy Norton The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 11 (1911)

And Dan was all man. If by chance I could make this expedition, and meet with success, it would mean more to Dan than anything in the world. But there were the discomforts and fatigues of what might prove to be a long, hard trail, vicissitudes, perhaps starvation and death!
I walked to the door and threw it open, and looked out into the night, while Kentuck sat watching me, anxiously waiting for my decision. Off in the north the aurora was beginning to rise above the trees on the crest of the mountains, shining in streamers of gold, fluttering, waving, and spreading across to consume the sky.
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Roy Norton The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 11 (1911)

We're traveling light. Yours as ever,
Tom.
We dragged the old tarpaulin out for the sled, threw in the little trail tent and trail stove, the frying pan, coffeepot, and tin kettle, and I put in an extra pair of blankets and some dry gear for Kentuck, then we lashed it down on the sled with the dog fish piled on top, the ax and the rifle convenient, and shut the cabin door.
The dogs came reluctantly, poor brutes! They gave the trail bark of the wilderness when they felt the harness bands across their breasts, and stood wagging their tails and waiting.
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