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Updated: June 25, 2025
About half-way down, the descent became suddenly steeper, and the lead-dog swerved to one side, bringing the sledge around like the lash of a whip, overturning it, and shooting me like a huge living meteor through the air into a deep soft drift of snow at the bottom.
"We should have been back sooner, but it was impossible. Hoo-la, Woonga!" he called softly to his lead-dog. "Get up there, you wolf-hound!" As the sledge started, with Croisset running close to the leader, Howland heard the low snapping of a whip behind him and another voice urging on other dogs. With an effort that almost dislocated his neck he twisted himself so he could look back of him.
Under the mass of dogs Wapi, the Walrus, heard nothing of the shouts of men. He was fighting. He was fighting as he had never fought before in all the days of his life. The fierce little Eskimo dogs had smelled him, and they knew their enemy. The lead-dog was dead. A second Wapi had disemboweled with a single slash of his inch-long fangs. He was buried now.
But it was not physical pain that gave the sullen droop to his head and robbed his body of that keen quick alertness of the lead-dog the commander of his mates. It was his spirit. For the first time in his life, it was broken. McCready had beaten him long ago; his master had beaten him; and during all this day their voices were fierce and vengeful in his ears.
It rocked violently from the impact of his body, but she was full up on her knees and swinging the whip. "Hi! You! Mush on! Chook! Chook!" she was crying, and the dogs whined and yelped in eagerness of desire and effort to overtake Big Olaf. And then, as the lead-dog caught the tail of Big Olaf's sled, and yard by yard drew up abreast, the great crowd on the Dawson bank went mad.
"Possibly no more than a mile longer." "Men has died for as little as a mile," Shorty retorted, shaking his head with lugubrious resignation. "Come on for trouble. Get up, you poor sore-foots, you get up! Haw! You Bright! Haw!" The lead-dog obeyed, and the whole team strained weakly into the soft snow. "Whoa!" Shorty yelled. "It's pack trail."
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