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The Toil of Trace and Trail

           Partridgesandwoodpeckerswereboomingandknockingintheforest. Squirrelswerechattering,birdssinging,andoverheadhonkedthewild-fowldrivingupfromthesouthincunningwedgesthatsplittheair. 

           Fromeveryhillslopecamethetrickleofrunningwater,themusicofunseenfountains. Allthingswerethawing,bending,snapping. TheYukonwasstrainingtobreakloosetheicethatbounditdown. Itateawayfrombeneath;thesunatefromabove. Air-holesformed,fissuressprangandspreadapart,whilethinsectionsoficefellthroughbodilyintotheriver. Andamidallthisbursting,rending,throbbingofawakeninglife,undertheblazingsunandthroughthesoft-sighingbreezes,likewayfarerstodeath,staggeredthetwomen,thewoman,andthehuskies. 

           Withthedogsfalling,Mercedesweepingandriding,Halswearinginnocuously,andCharles’seyeswistfullywatering, theystaggeredintoJohnThornton’scampatthemouthofWhiteRiver. Whentheyhalted,thedogsdroppeddownasthoughtheyhadallbeenstruckdead. MercedesdriedhereyesandlookedatJohnThornton. Charlessatdownonalogtorest. Hesatdownveryslowlyandpainstakinglywhatofhisgreatstiffness. Haldidthetalking. JohnThorntonwaswhittlingthelasttouchesonanaxe-handlehehadmadefromastickofbirch. Hewhittledandlistened,gavemonosyllabicreplies,and,whenitwasasked,terseadvice. Heknewthebreed,andhegavehisadviceinthecertaintythatitwouldnotbefollowed. 

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