Show 228 STUDENT LIFE learned to pull Like an old sled You soon dog you fell in able position knew that to keep your traces tight A few moments later saw the dog and untangled was a cardinal nelying squarely with forepaws exFor some days now the cessity tended His elevated expression old trail unfolded itself over the caught his master’s eye Underlakes smoother than the paths in a “Too seemed complete standing But the best o’ bad you can’t talk” said Tom with ‘musherV paradise — did slow kind expression “You don’t things must end they always rough recall the time in Dyea I got you or The old trail grew gradually hummocked You remember ’twas you got me I don’t know which with do you? A long time ago Six or and ridged and blocked deep You snow” seven cold years drug by “One night after a hard day’s were only a little pup then G— “mush” we camped with the mail ’twas a cold night You were lost Mile River Carlo your feet were frozen and you teams on Thirty with a native huskie couldn’t dig in the snow You got into a fight whined cried for entrance and — he had never seen one before He has never seen one since rolled into our camp — a stranger That’s all That’s the way it was Gone to the happy hunting ground of his kind — where probably reSam my old part ner patched you up and you started duced rations do not exist and to grow” continued Tom rapidly where heavy “mushes” are never enveloping himself in smoke “We known never could find who you belonged “The next night the whole team You always made good was restless They had smelled the to friends with th’ other dogs and Chinook and had learned from othdidn’t have to fight to do it either ers what it meant The Yukon trail Then we were off You got wet and heavy The ice packed almost as much as Carlo and rotted to a dangerous thickness Bruce I lengthened the traces and Lucky dog weren’t second day out — the the team a hundred feet or more you? time of the snowslide in the canthe sled Three or and cross-pole- d yon I was ahead Sam behind and four times we broke through thirteen dogs counting you in beFinally we were “mushing” belly — — — — tween Sam was swept away deep in' water! Once the ice moved — — — — six him and and”— The Islander had struck —dogs went with I took Sam’s place then and you a swell Tom’s improvised seat took mine as leader of the pack shot across the deck and undertrain We made four mined a corpulent old tourist trips over Chilcoot Pass dpwn to the “Pardon me old man” said Tom “head of navigation” For a month good naturcdly “Hm pardon ME or more you had packed — now you for ’aving prevented your dip Sir” around The old miner filled his pipe and assumed a more comfort- |