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him these savages were little better than cannibals。 Rea cursed them； and tumbled them over； and threatened them with the big bowie。 An altercation ensued； heated on his side； frenzied on theirs。 Thinking some treachery might befall his comrade； Jones ran into the thick of the group。
〃Share with them； Rea； share with them。〃
Whereupon the giant hauled out ten smoking carcasses。 Bursting into a babel of savage glee and tumbling over one another； the Indians pulled the caribou to the shore。
〃Thievin' fools。〃 growled Rea； wiping the sweat from his brow。 〃Said they'd prevailed on the Great Spirit to send the reindeer。 Why； they'd never smelled warm meat but for you。 Now； Buff； they'll gorge every hair； hide an' hoof of their share in less than a week。 Thet's the last we do for the damned cannibals。 Didn't you see them eatin' of the raw innards？faugh！ I'm calculatin' we'll see no more reindeer。 It's late for the migration。 The big herd has driven southward。 But we're lucky； thanks to your prairie trainin'。 Come on now with the sleds； or we'll have a pack of wolves to fight。〃
By loading three reindeer on each sled； the hunters were not long in transporting them to the cabin。 〃Buff； there ain't much doubt about them keepin' nice and cool；〃 said Rea。 〃They'll freeze； an' we can skin them when we want。〃
That night the starved wolf dogs gorged themselves till they could not rise from the snow。 Likewise the Yellow Knives feasted。 How long the ten reindeer might have served the wasteful tribe； Rea and Jones never found out。 The next day two Indians arrived with dog…trains； and their advent was hailed with another feast； and a pow…wow that lasted into the night。
〃Guess we're goin' to get rid of our blasted hungry neighbors；〃 said Rea； coming in next morning with the water pail； 〃An' I'll be durned； Buff； if I don't believe them crazy heathen have been told about you。 Them Indians was messengers。 Grab your gun； an' let's walk over and see。〃
The Yellow Knives were breaking camp； and the hunters were at once conscious of the difference in their bearing。 Rea addressed several braves； but got no reply。 He laid his broad hand on the old wrinkled chief； who repulsed him； and turned his back。 With a growl； the trapper spun the Indian round； and spoke as many words of the language as he knew。 He got a cold response； which ended in the ragged old chief starting up； stretching a long； dark arm northward； and with eyes fixed in fanatical subjection； shouting： 〃Naza！ Naza！ Naza！〃
〃Heathen！〃 Rea shook his gun in the faces of the messengers。 〃It'll go bad with you to come Nazain' any longer on our trail。 Come； Buff； clear out before I get mad。〃
When they were once more in the cabin； Rea told Jones that the messengers had been sent to warn the Yellow Knives not to aid the white hunters in any way。 That night the dogs were kept inside； and the men took turns in watching。 Morning showed a broad trail southward。 And with the going of the Yellow Knives the mercury dropped to fifty； and the long； twilight winter night fell。
So with this agreeable riddance and plenty of meat and fuel to cheer them； the hunters sat down in their snug cabin to wait many months for daylight。
Those few intervals when the wind did not blow were the only times Rea and Jones got out of doors。 To the plainsman； new to the north； the dim gray world about him was of exceeding interest。 Out of the twilight shone a wan； round； lusterless ring that Rea said was the sun。 The silence and desolation were heart…numbing。
〃Where are the wolves？〃 asked Jones of Rea。
〃Wolves can't live on snow。 They're farther south after caribou； or farther north after musk…ox。〃
In those few still intervals Jones remained out as long as he dared； with the mercury sinking to …sixty degrees。 He turned from the wonder of the unreal； remote sun； to the marvel in the northAurora borealisever…present； ever…changing； ever…beautiful！ and he gazed in rapt attention。
〃Polar lights；〃 said Rea； as if he were speaking of biscuits。 〃You'll freeze。 It's gettin' cold。〃
Cold it became； to the matter of …seventy degrees。 Frost covered the walls of the cabin and the roof； except just over the fire。 The reindeer were harder than iron。 A knife or an ax or a steel…trap burned as if it had been heated in fire； and stuck to the hand。 The hunters experienced trouble in breathing； the air hurt their lungs。
The months dragged。 Rea grew more silent day by day； and as he sat before the fire his wide shoulders sagged lower and lower。 Jones； unaccustomed to the waiting； the restraint； the barrier of the north； worked on guns； sleds； harness； till he felt he would go mad。 Then to save his mind he constructed a windmill of caribou hides and pondered over it trying to invent； to put into practical use an idea he had once conceived。
Hour after hour he lay under his blankets unable to sleep； and listened to the north wind。 Sometimes Rea mumbled in his slumbers； once his giant form started up； and he muttered a woman's name。 Shadows from the fire flickered on the walls； visionary； spectral shadows； cold and gray； fitting the north。 At such times he longed with all the power of his soul to be among those scenes far southward； which he called home。 For days Rea never spoke a word； only gazed into the fire； ate and slept。 Jones； drifting far from his real self； feared the strange mood of the trapper and sought to break it； but without avail。 More and more he reproached himself； and singularly on the one fact that； as he did not smoke himself； he had brought only a small store of tobacco。 Rea； inordinate and inveterate smoker； had puffed away all the weed in clouds of white； then had relapsed into gloom。
CHAPTER 10。 SUCCESS AND FAILURE
At last the marvel in the north dimmed； the obscure gray shade lifted； the hope in the south brightened； and the mercury climbed reluctantly； with a tyrant's hate to relinquish power。
Spring weather at twenty…five below zero！ On April 12th a small band of Indians made their appearance。 Of the Dog tribe were they； an offcast of the Great Slaves； according to Rea； and as motley； starring and starved as the Yellow Knives。 But they were friendly； which presupposed ignorance of the white hunters； and Rea persuaded the strongest brave to accompany them as guide northward after musk…oxen。
On April 16th； having given the Indians several caribou carcasses； and assuring them that the cabin was protected by white spirits； Rea and Jones； each with sled and train of dogs； started out after their guide； who was similarly equipped； over the glistening snow toward the north。 They made sixty miles the first day； and pitched their Indian tepee on the shores of Artillery Lake。 Traveling northeast； they covered its white waste of one hundred miles in two days。 Then a day due north； over rolling； monotonously snowy plain； devoid of rock； tree or shrub； brought them into a country of the strangest； queerest little spruce trees； very slender； and none of them over fifteen feet in height。 A primeval forest of saplings。
〃Ditchen Nechila；〃 said the guide。
〃Land of Sticks Little；〃 translated Rea。
An occasional reindeer was seen and numerous foxes and hares trotted off into the