john9221
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yixian:
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e're about done Hootchinoo Bill answered,
with an attempted heartiness in his funereal tones that was ghastly.
We'll be in Forty Mile in forty minutesand then-- cursed little devil!
One hand left his paddle and landed on the back of his neck with a
sharp slap. He put a fresh daub of clay on the injured partswearing
sulphurously the while. Kink Mitchell was not in the least amused. He
merely improved the opportunity by putting a thicker coating of clay on
his own neck.
They crossed the Yukon to its west bankshot down-stream with easy
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The Faith of Men
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strokeand at the end of forty minutes swung in close to the left around the
tail of an island. Forty Mile spread itself suddenly before them. Both
men straightened their backs and gazed at the sight. They gazed long and
carefullydrifting with the currentin their faces an expression of mingled
surprise and consternation slowly gathering. Not a thread of smoke was
rising from the hundreds of log-cabins. There was no sound of axes
biting sharply into woodof hammering and sawing. Neither dogs nor
men loitered before the big store. No steamboats lay at the bankno
canoesnor scowsnor poling-boats. The river was as bare of craft as the
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