Theodore Seixas Solomons

“ With the glazing of the marshes, in the first sharp cold, off they started, Ivan the Indian, with his three mongrels hitched to a flat Yukon sled, trailing Waring with his big basket sled, loaded to the rails. The ice of the marshes and sloughs held to the base of the fifty-mile slops of tundra, whose rise and fall, scarcely perceptible except to a straining husky, marks the height of land between the Kuskokwim and the Yukon. ”

“ Ugh!” she shuddered.
“Well, my dear, I've telegraphed two hundred and fifty dollars, and instructions to draw on me for more, if necessary.”
“But typhoid means nursing; a clean, decent place, and just the proper food—milk and broths, and very great care. How is that poor boy to get those things, especially during an epidemic? Mere money is no assurance.” ”

“ I have a wire from a doctor in Kusko about Waring. He's got typhoid—evidently an epidemic up there. Says will do his best, but if I can send money the chance will be better. Yes, too bad, poor fellow. ”