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Updated: May 31, 2025
Slipping back the hood of her parka, she bared her neck and rose to her feet There she paused and took a long look about her, at the rimming forest, at the faint stars in the sky, at the camp, at the snow-shoes in the snow a last long comprehensive look at life.
He tore his throat loose from my stiffened fingers and went into the church, but I beat down the door with my naked fists, mocking at his prayers inside, and may I never be closer to death than Orloff was that night. "Then a squaw tugged at my parka. "'She is dying, Anguk, she said, and I ran back up the hill with the cold bitin' at my heart.
Snow, frosty, hard, surrounding the traveller, pouring into his lungs at every breath, clinging to his eyebrows, whitening his unkempt beard, and decorating the furry fringes of his loose parka. "Cold night," he muttered to himself, as he paused to readjust the rope of the small sled he was drawing, to the right shoulder.
Now she became an animated voice of stirring chant, a whirling personification of rhythm. And now, again, the song died away; the motion grew slower and slower, until at last she stood before them motionless and panting. "Ke-ke! Ke-ke!" Tearing the deer skin parka from her shoulders and standing before them in her purple pajamas, she began again the motion and the song.
"I'll get them," said Bruce, beginning to draw on his heavy parka. Soon he was fighting the wind back to the position of the plane. He had not battled with the elements long before he began to realize that all would not be well if the plane were left in its present position, unanchored as it was.
Macdonald scooped away the snow and found a pack strapped to the back of the buried man. He cut the thongs and tried to ease it away. But the gunnysack had frozen to the parka. When he pulled, the rotten sacking gave way under the strain. The contents of the pack spilled out. The eyes in the grim face of Macdonald grew hard and steely.
For a few seconds there was no answer to his knock. Then a faint foot-shuffle sounded, and Carr's Indian woman opened the door. She blinked a moment in the dazzle of lamp glare on the snow until, recognizing him, her brown face lit up with a smile. "You come back Lone Moose, eh?" she said. "Come in." Thompson put back the hood of his parka and laid off his mitts.
Their dresses, which are made of skins, are of the same cut as the Parka, in Kamtschatka; only that there they reach to the feet, and here hardly cover the knee: besides this, they wear pantaloons, and small half boots of seal skins."
He ripped the ragged parka from his back and flung it in a sodden heap beside the stove; then strode after her, with the others following. She seated him at her table and spread food before him great quantities of food, which he devoured ravenously, humped over in his seat like a bear, his jaw hanging close to his plate.
It grew more and more distinct, till, beside it, he saw that it was his master, lying pale, motionless and blood-stained in the trail. From a deep gash on his head a crimson stream oozed and froze, matting his hair and the fur on his parka. Baldy stopped short, quivering with an unknown dread. There was something terrifying in the tense body, so still, so mute.
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