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Updated: June 22, 2025
After sending several requests for the immediate return of his dog, requests that received no attention, the Boy went out to the gulch to recover him. Nig's new master paid up all arrears of wages readily enough, but declined to surrender the dog. "Oh, no, the ice wasn't thinkin' o' goin' out yit." "I want my dog." "You'll git him sure." "I'm glad you understand that much."
"Just that " The Boy knotted his brown fingers in Nig's hair as if to keep tight hold of one friend in the wreck. "We couldn't divide," the Colonel hurried on. "It was a case of crawlin' on together, and, maybe, come out alive, or part and one die sure." The Boy nodded, tightening his lips. "I knew well enough you'd fight for the off-chance.
What was the use? He started. Something warm, caressing, touched his cold face just under one eye. Nig's tongue. "Good old Nig! You feel lonesome, too?" He gathered the rough beast up closer to him. Just then the Colonel called, "Nig!" "Sh! sh! Lie quiet!" whispered the Boy. "Nig! Nig!" "Good old boy! Stay here! He doesn't mean well by you. Sh! quiet! Quiet, I say!"
"He's a lot cleaner than our two-legged friends," said the Boy sharply, as if answering an insult. "Right," said the Colonel with conviction. His pardner was instantly mollified. "If you wake another baby, you'll get a lickin'," he said genially to the dog; and then he stretched out his feet till they reached Nig's back, and a feeling of great comfort came over the Boy.
"Your face is gettin' well " And he stopped suddenly, carried back to those black days when he had vainly urged a face-guard. He unpacked their few possessions, and watched the Boy take the axe and go off for wood, stopping on his way, tired as he was, to pull Nig's pointed ears.
"She WILL, mother," said he, calmly, but impera- tively; I'm determined; she works hard; I've watched her. Now, while I stay, she is going to sit down HERE, and eat such food as we eat." A few sparks from the mother's black eyes were the only reply; she feared to oppose where she knew she could not prevail. So Nig's stand- ing attitude, and selected diet vanished.
The men stood silent for a moment; then the Colonel remarked: "Red is the least valuable" a long pause "but Nig's feet are in the worst condition. That dog won't travel a mile further. Well," added the Colonel after a bit, as the Boy stood speechless studying the team, "what do you say?" "Me?" He looked up like a man who has been dreaming and is just awake.
"Yes; when they were wolves and made us run instead of our making them. Make any fellow howl. Instead of carrying our food about we used to carry theirs, and run hard to keep from giving it up, too." "Nig's at it again," said the Colonel. "Give us your whip." "No," said the Boy; "I begin to see now why he stops and goes for Red like that. Hah! Spot's gettin it, too, this time.
He drew it away, and dropped it between his knees. "Haven't you got something or other to make some shoes for Nig? Hein?" He pantomimed, but she only stared. "Like this." He pulled out his knife, and cut off the end of one leg of his "shaps," and gathered it gently round Nig's nearest foot. "Little dog-boots. See? Give you some bully tabak if you'll do that for Nig. Hein?"
The dogs outside were howling like human beings put to torture. But the sound no longer had power to freeze the blood of the trail-men. The Colonel merely damned them. The Boy lifted his head, and listened for Nig's note. The battle raged nearer; a great scampering went by the tent. "Nig!" A scuffling and snuffing round the bottom of the tent.
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