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The Toil of Trace and Trail
Hebrokeintoarun,theteamfollowinghislead. Halcried"Whoa!whoa!"buttheygavenoheed. Hetrippedandwaspulledoffhisfeet. Thecapsizedsledgroundoverhim,andthedogsdashedonupthestreet,addingtothegayetyofSkaguayastheyscatteredtheremainderoftheoutfitalongitschiefthoroughfare.
Kind-heartedcitizenscaughtthedogsandgatheredupthescatteredbelongings. Also,theygaveadvice. Halftheloadandtwicethedogs,iftheyeverexpectedtoreachDawson,waswhatwassaid. Halandhissisterandbrother-in-lawlistenedunwillingly,pitchedtent,andoverhauledtheoutfit. Cannedgoodswereturnedoutthatmademenlaugh,forcannedgoodsontheLongTrailisathingtodreamabout. "Blanketsforahotel"quothoneofthemenwholaughedandhelped. "Halfasmanyistoomuch;getridofthem. Throwawaythattent,andallthosedishes—who’sgoingtowashthem,anyway? GoodLord,doyouthinkyou’retravellingonaPullman?"
Andsoitwent,theinexorableeliminationofthesuperfluous. Mercedescriedwhenherclothes-bagsweredumpedonthegroundandarticleafterarticlewasthrownout. Shecriedingeneral,andshecriedinparticularovereachdiscardedthing. Sheclaspedhandsaboutknees,rockingbackandforthbroken-heartedly. Sheaverredshewouldnotgoaninch,notforadozenCharleses. Sheappealedtoeverybodyandtoeverything,finallywipinghereyesandproceedingtocastoutevenarticlesofapparelthatwereimperativenecessaries.
