Roy Norton

Name: The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13
Author: Roy Norton

The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

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“The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13”, published in 1911, is a work by Roy Norton. It explores elements such as Royce, Sparhawk and Hatchet.

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Roy Norton, The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

“ It was late, and still, and cold outside, snapping cold, when Sparhawk suddenly lifted himself to his elbows, and said, in a hollow, far-away voice, as if he were already speaking from beyond the pale:
“I'm goin' now. And I'm not afraid! It's the Hatchet's winning. He's got his satisfaction. He's gone on after the gold—the red gold that was the kind on the moccasins, and it'll do him no good. Hell itself made it red, and it'll redden the lives of all them that goes after it! ”

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Roy Norton, The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

“ I went outside the tent, where the stars were still shining, and the dogs, as if tired by their night of restlessness, were now mere black spots in the holes which Kentuck had scooped for them in the snow. I did not arouse Kentuck until the breakfast was ready, for I surmised that we should be compelled to lay up here for mere humanity's sake, until Sparhawk was better, alive or dead. It was hard that we should have come so far to such an unfortunate end, spelling failure, probably; for one to pass on in such a crisis as this must have a heart of stone. ”

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Roy Norton, The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

“ Royce was always great for cuttin' wood. He always piled enough up in each camp to last a week. I owe him that much.”
We hurried out of the tent after refilling the stove to its capacity, and made our way toward the northern part of the timber. The dogs began to howl again, that same unearthly call of requiem. We had not far to look. There were tracks where men had run backward and forward, as if dodging behind trees, two freshly cut stumps where Royce had cut wood, and then we found his body. It was doubled up behind a tree, with the face in the snow, with a rifle lying beside it. ”

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Roy Norton, The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

“ Had either of us been in his place, and he in ours, he might have passed on callously, justifying himself with the reasoning that to pause would not prolong life, and that sooner or later all men must die. Hard had he lived, and hard did he die, up there in the end of the world, and we knew that from then on the trail would have but one set of sled marks, and one of moccasins', to the very end, whatever that might be. ”

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Roy Norton, The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

“ We killed one of our last dogs to feed the others. Grub was gettin' scarcer all the time. We got up in the mornin' to break camp. Royce goes out to see whether the wind's come up to fin the Hatchet's trail. I was in the tent. He yells for me, and I knows by the sound somethin's wrong. I runs out. Bing! goes a rifle off in that patch of timber you'll see about a hundred yards ahead, and Royce begins to run back toward the tent. He runs in, and says to me: It's the Hatchet. ”

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Roy Norton, The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

“ We found that the Hatchet had won her, and says Royce to me: 'We'll watch the buck. He's after the gold, because he knows what gold'll do. We'll watch the buck!' So from that time we never paid no attention to this Mary, but the Hatchet couldn't cook a bean without our knowin' it. Royce and me took turns. Maybe the Hatchet knew it. ”

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Roy Norton, The Golden Mocassins — Chapter 13 (1911)

“ I lifts the rifle to shoot, and just as my finger was on the trigger somethin' happened. I heard a yell! It was that Mary, and she run out and got between me and him before I could stop my finger. I could have shot myself when I see her fall. I hadn't nothin' agin' her. I sort of liked her. And there she went down, like a sack of salt with the bottom cut, slow like.
“I dropped my gun down and cussed, and would have gone over to see how bad she was hurt. The Hatchet is above her. I don't look at him. I'm sorry for her. ”

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