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They not only disembowelled him, but twisted and broke his ribs as though they were of wood. Then Thor got up, looked around, and shook himself with a rumbling growl which might have been either a growl of triumph or an invitation for Muskwa to come to the feast. If it was an invitation, the little tan-faced cab did not wait for a second.
Pipoonaskoos also pulled himself together and looked. Then Muskwa looked at Pipoonaskoos, and Pipoonaskoos looked at Muskwa. The tan-faced cub licked his chops just once, as if torn between the prospective delight of mauling Pipoonaskoos and the more imperative duty of following Thor. The other gave him no choice. With a whimpering yelp he set off after his mother.
"Come on!" he said, and resumed his journey into the north. And close at his heels followed the motherless little tan-faced cub. The creek which Thor was following was a tributary of the Babine, and he was headed pretty nearly straight for the Skeena. As he was travelling upstream the country was becoming higher and rougher.
"This man was of wonderful vigor, calmness, beauty of person, The shape of his head, the richness and breadth of his manners, the pale yellow and white of his hair and beard, and the immeasurable meaning of his black eyes, These I used to go and visit him to see he was wise also, He was six feet tall, he was over eighty years old his sons were massive, clean, bearded, tan-faced, handsome, They and his daughters loved him all who saw him loved him, They did not love him by allowance they loved him with personal love; He drank water only the blood showed like scarlet through the clear-brown skin of his face, He was a frequent gunner and fisher he sailed his boat himself he had a fine one presented to him by a ship-joiner he had fowling-pieces presented to him by men that loved him; When he went with his five sons and many grandsons to hunt or fish, you would pick him out as the most beautiful and vigorous of the gang, You would wish long and long to be with him you would wish to sit by him in the boat, that you and he might touch each other."
The first night after leaving Iskwao and Pipoonaskoos the big grizzly and the tan-faced cub wandered without sleep under the brilliant stars. Thor did not hunt for meat.
A great lot of muscular, tan-faced men, brought to bay under terrible circumstances death ahold of them, yet every man undaunted, not one losing his head, wringing out every cent of the pay before they sell their lives. Two dead Indians, herculean, lie in the foreground, clutching their Winchester rifles, very characteristic.
O tan-faced prairie-boy, Before you came to camp came many a welcome gift, Praises and presents came and nourishing food, till at last among the recruits You came, taciturn, with nothing to give we but looked on each other, When lo! more than all the gifts of the world you gave me.
Ah, my brave forecastle lads, my merry tan-faced favourites, I shall no more see your quaint squalor, I shall no more see your battle with wind and savage waves and elemental turmoil!
He was tremendously businesslike, and Muskwa, tagging bravely along behind, wondered if he were never going to stop; if there could be anything in the whole wide world finer for a big grizzly and a little tan-faced cub than these wonderful sunlit slopes which Thor seemed in such great haste to leave.
He knew the big grizzly could not be far away; he was certain that Thor had gone up the mountain. He found signs of the grizzly's feet in the gravel of the coulee at just about the time Thor and the tan-faced cub struck the Bighorn Highway. His arguments failed to move Langdon.
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