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pounds on his back； he arose on hands and knees。 But he got no farther。
One arm sank to the shoulder； pillowing his cheek in the slush。 As he
drew this arm clear； the other sank to the shoulder。 In this position it was
impossible to slip the straps； and the hundredweight on his back would not
let him rise。 On hands and knees； sinking first one arm and then the other；
he made an effort to crawl to where the small sack of flour had fallen。 But
he exhausted himself without advancing； and so churned and broke the
grass surface； that a tiny pool of water began to form in perilous proximity
to his mouth and nose。
He tried to throw himself on his back with the pack underneath； but
this resulted in sinking both arms to the shoulders and gave him a foretaste
of drowning。 With exquisite patience； he slowly withdrew one sucking
arm and then the other and rested them flat on the surface for the support
of his chin。 Then he began to call for help。 After a time he heard the
sound of feet sucking through the mud as some one advanced from
behind。
〃Lend a hand； friend；〃 he said。 〃Throw out a life…line or something。〃
It was a woman's voice that answered； and he recognized it。
〃If you'll unbuckle the straps I can get up。〃
The hundred pounds rolled into the mud with a soggy noise； and he
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slowly gained his feet。
〃A pretty predicament；〃 Miss Gastell laughed； at sight of his mud…
covered face。
〃Not at all；〃 he replied airily。 〃My favourite physical exercise stunt。
Try it some time。 It's great for the pectoral muscles and the spine。〃
He wiped his face； flinging the slush from his hand with a snappy jerk。
〃Oh！〃 she cried in recognition。 〃It's MrahMr Smoke Bellew。〃
〃I thank you gravely for your timely rescue and for that name；〃 he
answered。 〃I have been doubly baptized。 Henceforth I shall insist
always on being called Smoke Bellew。 It is a strong name； and not
without significance。〃
He paused； and then voice and expression became suddenly fierce。
〃Do you know what I'm going to do？〃 he demanded。 〃I'm going back
to the States。 I am going to get married。 I am going to raise a large
family of children。 And then； as the evening shadows fall； I shall gather
those children about me and relate the sufferings and hardships I endured
on the Chilcoot Trail。 And if they don't cryI repeat； if they don't cry； I'll
lambaste the stuffing out of them。〃
VIII。
The arctic winter came down apace。 Snow that had come to stay lay
six inches on the ground； and the ice was forming in quiet ponds； despite
the fierce gales that blew。 It was in the late afternoon； during a lull in
such a gale； that Kit and John Bellew helped the cousins load the boat and
watched it disappear down the lake in a snow…squall。
〃And now a night's sleep and an early start in the morning；〃 said John
Bellew。 〃If we aren't storm…bound at the summit we'll make Dyea to…
morrow night； and if we have luck in catching a steamer we'll be in San
Francisco in a week。〃
〃Enjoyed your vacation？〃 Kit asked absently。
Their camp for that last night at Linderman was a melancholy remnant。
Everything of use； including the tent； had been taken by the cousins。 A
tattered tarpaulin； stretched as a wind…break； partially sheltered them from
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the driving snow。 Supper they cooked on an open fire in a couple of
battered and discarded camp utensils。 All that was left them were their
blankets； and food for several meals。
From the moment of the departure of the boat； Kit had become absent
and restless。 His uncle noticed his condition； and attributed it to the fact
that the end of the hard toil had come。 Only once during supper did Kit
speak。
〃Avuncular；〃 he said； relevant of nothing； 〃after this； I wish you'd call
me Smoke。 I've made some smoke on this trail； haven't I？〃
A few minutes later he wandered away in the direction of the village of
tents that sheltered the gold…rushers who were still packing or building
their boats。 He was gone several hours； and when he returned and
slipped into his blankets John Bellew was asleep。
In the darkness of a gale…driven morning； Kit crawled out； built a fire
in his stocking feet； by which he thawed out his frozen shoes； then boiled
coffee and fried bacon。 It was a chilly； miserable meal。 As soon as
finished； they strapped their blankets。 As John Bellew turned to lead the
way toward the Chilcoot Trail； Kit held out his hand。
〃Good…bye； avuncular；〃 he said。
John Bellew looked at him and swore in his surprise。
〃Don't forget my name's Smoke；〃 Kit chided。
〃But what are you going to do？〃
Kit waved his hand in a general direction northward over the storm…
lashed lake。
〃What's the good of turning back after getting this far？〃 he asked。
〃Besides； I've got my taste of meat； and I like it。 I'm going on。〃
〃You're broke；〃 protested John Bellew。 〃You have no outfit。〃
〃I've got a job。 Behold your nephew； Christopher Smoke Bellew！
He's got a job at a hundred and fifty per month and grub。 He's going
down to Dawson with a couple of dudes and another gentleman's man
camp…cook； boatman； and general all…around hustler。 And O'Hara and the
Billow can go to hell。 Good…bye。〃
But John Bellew was dazed； and could only mutter：
〃I don't understand。〃 〃They say the baldface grizzlies are thick in the
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Yukon Basin；〃 Kit explained。 〃Well； I've got only one suit of
underclothes； and I'm going after the bear…meat； that's all。〃
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THE MEAT。
I。
Half the time the wind blew a gale； and Smoke Belle