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The new trail, after bearing to the westward for several days, turned northward, paralleling the old one, and a week later we came into the old trail over a hundred miles north of the Indian Lakes. With the exception of one thirty-mile drive without water, no fault could be found with the new trail.
As it meant a thirty-mile trip and the night was cold, I made him wait for a cup of coffee and an omelet." "Miss Smith " "You said 'Sophy' a while ago. 'Sophy' sounds all right to me." "It sounds fine to me, too, Sophy." And he reached out and seized my hand with a grip that made me wince. "I told you I was a bear!" he said, regretfully. When Alicia returned, she came, as usual, to my room.
Just north of Active Pass, where the steamers take to the open gulf again, a vast bank of smoke flung up blue and gray, a rolling mass. The air was pungent, oppressive. When the Charlotte spanned the thirty-mile gap between Vancouver Island and the mainland shore, she nosed into the Lion's Gate under a slow bell, through a smoke pall thick as Bering fog.
But if people had seen you eating rabbit-pie on the barrow why a wolf wouldn't have been in it, concluded Blanche, who acquired her flowers of speech from the Wintonians. 'I'll go and despatch my telegram, said Brian, taking up his hat. The weather was altogether favourable for the thirty-mile drive.
There was no longer any objection raised by Miss Sarah; and Barbara spent every hour of her days with him. It grew warmer with aging spring and almost immediately he was able to sit with her and watch the stream of logs coming in over the line from Thirty-Mile and beyond. Miriam and Garry were married in that week which followed directly Steve's first days of convalescence.
The German guns had certainly been kept busy, and it was some consolation to read in their report of the affair that "an attack using gas on a thirty-mile front had been repulsed with heavy losses to the enemy." We had produced the desired effect.
Leland confessed in a genial familiar way what "an incredible influence" Borrow's books had had on him, and thanked him for the "instructions in 'The Romany Rye' as to taking care of a horse on a thirty-mile ride." Borrow became jealous of this American "Romany Rye." Leland, suspecting nothing, wrote offering him the dedication of his "English Gypsies."
They ran short of water, and didn't smell any for weeks; they suffered terrible privations, and lost three of their number, NOT including the newspaper liar. There are even dark hints considering the drawing of lots in connection with something too terrible to mention. They crossed a thirty-mile plain at last, and sighted a black gin.
The narrow cleft by which the former company effected their escape was passed and no alternative but to go forward was left to them. They encountered many other perilous adventures in their thirty-mile trip. Before they escaped from the canyon their provisions gave out. Death by starvation stared them in the face once more.
This was perhaps the most feverishly busy camp on the entire thirty-mile Dyea trail, but, unlike the coast towns, there was no merrymaking, no gaiety, no gambling here. Linderman's fever came from overwork, not from overplay. A tent village had sprung up at the head of the lake, and from dawn until dark it echoed to the unceasing sound of ax and hammer, of plane and saw.
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