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13 - Gold Hunters by James Oliver Curwood · Gold Hunters

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  Speaker 1: Thirteen, the third waterfall. The others followed Rod's arm behind him.
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  Speaker 1: He heard the gentle click of Wabigowan's revolver and the sharp,
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  Speaker 1: vicious snap of the safety on Mukoki's rifle. From beyond
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  Speaker 1: the driftwood, there was rising a thin spiral of smoke.
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  Speaker 1: Whoever they are, they have certainly seen or heard us,
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  Speaker 1: said Wabi, after they had stood in silence for a
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  Speaker 1: full minute. Unless they are gone from camp, replied Rod
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  Speaker 1: in a whisper. Keep eyes open, warned Mukoki, as they
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  Speaker 1: advanced cautiously in the direction of the smoke. No can
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  Speaker 1: tell what I guess. So he was first to mount
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  Speaker 1: the driftwood, and then he gave vent to a huge grunt.
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  Speaker 1: The smoke was rising from beside a charred log, which
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  Speaker 1: was heaped half way up ittside with ashes and earth.
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  Speaker 1: In a flash, the meaning of the ashen dirt donned
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  Speaker 1: on Rod and his companions. The fire was banked. Those
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  Speaker 1: who had built it were gone, but they expected to return.
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  Speaker 1: The naked footprints were thick about the camp fire, and
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  Speaker 1: close to one end of the charred log were scattered
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  Speaker 1: a number of bones, one after another. Mukoki picked up
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  Speaker 1: several of these and closely examined them. While Rod and
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  Speaker 1: Wabigawan were still gazing about them in blank astonishment, half
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  Speaker 1: expecting attack from a savage hoard at any moment, the
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  Speaker 1: old warrior had already reached a conclusion, and calling to
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  Speaker 1: his companions, he brought their attention to the tracks in
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  Speaker 1: the sand. Same feet, he exclaimed, one man make all
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  Speaker 1: track impossible, cried Wabi. There are thousands of them. Mukoki
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  Speaker 1: grunt and fell upon his knees him big toe, right
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  Speaker 1: foot broke some time same in all track see. Disgusted
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  Speaker 1: at his own lack of observation, Wabigowan saw at once
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  Speaker 1: that the old pathfinder was right. The joint of the
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  Speaker 1: big toe on the right foot was twisted fully half
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  Speaker 1: an inch outward, a deformity that left a peculiar impression
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  Speaker 1: in the sand, and every other track bore this telltale mark.
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  Speaker 1: No sooner were the two boys convinced of the correctness
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  Speaker 1: of Mukoki's assertion, than another, and still more startling surprise
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  Speaker 1: was sprung on them. Holding out his handful of bones,
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  Speaker 1: Mukoki said, meet no cook, eat raw. Great Scott gasped Rod.
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  Speaker 1: Wabi's eyes flashed with a new understanding, and as he
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  Speaker 1: gazed into Rod's astonished face, the latter two began to
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  Speaker 1: comprehend the significance of it all. It must have been
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  Speaker 1: the madman, yes, and he was here yesterday, probably the
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  Speaker 1: day before, said Wabi. The young Indian suddenly turned to Mukoki.
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  Speaker 1: What did he want of the fire if he didn't
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  Speaker 1: cook meat, he asked. Mukoki shrugged his shoulders but did
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  Speaker 1: not answer. Well, it wasn't cooked anyway, declared Wabi again,
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  Speaker 1: examining the bones. Here of chunks of raw fleshed clinging
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  Speaker 1: to the bones. Perhaps he just singed the outside of
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  Speaker 1: his meat. The old Indian nodded at this suggestion and
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  Speaker 1: turned to investigate the fire. On the end of the
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  Speaker 1: log were two stones, one flat and the other round
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  Speaker 1: and smooth, and after a moment's inspection of these, he
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  Speaker 1: dropped an exclamation, which was unusual for him, and which
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  Speaker 1: he used only in those rare intervals when all other
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  Speaker 1: language seemed to fail him. Bad dog man, make bullet here,
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  Speaker 1: he called, holding out the stones. See gold, gold. The
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  Speaker 1: boys hurried to his side. See gold, he repeated excitedly.
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  Speaker 1: In the center of the flat stone, there was a
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  Speaker 1: gleaming yellow film. A single glance told the story. With
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  Speaker 1: the round stone for a hammer, the mad hunter had
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  Speaker 1: pounded his golden bullets into shape upon the flat stone.
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  Speaker 1: There was no longer a doubt in their minds. They
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  Speaker 1: were in the madman's camp that morning. They had left
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  Speaker 1: this strange creature of the wilderness fifty miles away. But
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  Speaker 1: how far away was he now? The fire, slumbering under
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  Speaker 1: its covering of ash and earth proved that he meant
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  Speaker 1: to return, and soon? Would he travel by night as
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  Speaker 1: well as by day? Was it possible that he was
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  Speaker 1: already close behind them? He travels with the swiftness of
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  Speaker 1: an animal, said Wabi, speaking in a low voice to Rod.
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  Speaker 1: Perhaps he will return tonight. Mukoki overheard him and shook
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  Speaker 1: his head. Make him through chasm in two day on snowshoe,
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  Speaker 1: he declared, referring to his trip of exploration to the
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  Speaker 1: first waterfall over the snows of the previous winter. No
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  Speaker 1: make and tree day over rock. If Mukoki is satisfied,
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  Speaker 1: I am, said Rod. We can pull up behind the
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  Speaker 1: driftwood on the farther edge of the lake bed. Wabi
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  Speaker 1: made no objection, and the camp site was chosen. Strangely enough,
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  Speaker 1: with the discovery of the footprints, the fire, the picked bones,
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  Speaker 1: and the stones with which the mad hunter had manufactured
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  Speaker 1: his golden bullets, Mukoki seemed to have lost all fear
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  Speaker 1: of the wild creature of the Chasm. He was confident
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  Speaker 1: now that he had only a man to deal with,
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  Speaker 1: a man who had gone bad dog, and his curiosity
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  Speaker 1: overcame his alarm. His assurance served to dispel the apprehension
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  Speaker 1: of his companions, and sleep came early to the tired adventurers,
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  Speaker 1: nor did anything occur during the night to awaken them.
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  Speaker 1: Soon after dawn, the trip down the Chasm stream was
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  Speaker 1: resumed with the abrupt turning of the channel to the north. However,
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  Speaker 1: there was an almost immediate change in the topography of
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  Speaker 1: the country. Within an hour, the precipitous walls of the
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  Speaker 1: mountains gave place to verder covered slopes, and now and
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  Speaker 1: then the gold seekers found themselves between planes that swept
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  Speaker 1: back for a mile or more on either side. Frequent
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  Speaker 1: signs of game were observed along the shores of the river,
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  Speaker 1: and several times during the morning moose and caribou were
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  Speaker 1: seen in the distance. A few months before, when they
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  Speaker 1: had invaded the wilderness to hunt and trap. This country
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  Speaker 1: would have aroused the wildest enthusiasm among Rod and his friends,
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  Speaker 1: but now they gave but little thought to their rifles.
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  Speaker 1: That morning, they had set out with the intention of
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  Speaker 1: reaching the second waterfall before dusk, and it was with
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  Speaker 1: disappointment rather than gladness, that they saw the swift current
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  Speaker 1: of the chasm torrent change into the slower, steadier sweep
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  Speaker 1: of a stream that had now widened into a fair
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  Speaker 1: sized river. According to the map, the second fall was
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  Speaker 1: about fifty five miles from the mad Hunter's camp. Darkness
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  Speaker 1: found them still fifteen miles from where it should be.
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  Speaker 1: Excitement kept Rod awake most of that night. Try as
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  Speaker 1: he would, he could not keep visions of the lost
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  Speaker 1: treasure out of his mind. The next day they would
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  Speaker 1: be far on their way to the third and last
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  Speaker 1: waterfall and then the gold, that they might not find it,
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  Speaker 1: that the passing of half a century or more might
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  Speaker 1: have obliterated all traces left by its ancient discoverers, never
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  Speaker 1: for a moment disturbed his belief. He was the first
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  Speaker 1: awake the following morning, the first to take his place
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  Speaker 1: in the canoe. Every minute now his ears were keenly
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  Speaker 1: attuned for that distant sound of falling water, But hours
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  Speaker 1: passed without a sign of it. Noon came. They had
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  Speaker 1: traveled six hours and had covered twenty five miles instead
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  Speaker 1: of fifteen. Where was the waterfall? There was a little
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  Speaker 1: more of anxiety in Wabigowan's eyes when they resumed their
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  Speaker 1: after dinner. Again and again, Rod looked at his map,
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  Speaker 1: figuring out the distances as drawn by John Ball, the
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  Speaker 1: murdered Englishman. Surely the second waterfall could not be far
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  Speaker 1: away now. And still hour after hour passed, and mile
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  Speaker 1: after mile slipped behind them, until the three knew that
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  Speaker 1: they had gone fully thirty miles beyond where the cataract
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  Speaker 1: should have been if the map was right. Twilight was
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  Speaker 1: falling when they stopped for supper. For the last hour,
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  Speaker 1: Mukoki had spoken no word. A feeling of gloom was
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  Speaker 1: on the mall without questioning, each knew what the fears
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  Speaker 1: of the others were. Was it possible that, after all,
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  Speaker 1: they had not solved the secret of the mysterious map.
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  Speaker 1: The more Rod thought of it, the more his fears
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  Speaker 1: possessed him. The two men who fought and died in
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  Speaker 1: the old cabin were on their way to civilization. They
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  Speaker 1: were taking gold with them, gold which they meant to
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  Speaker 1: exchange for supplies. Would they, at the same time dare
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  Speaker 1: to have in their possession a map so closely defining
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  Speaker 1: their trail as the rude sketch on the bit of
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  Speaker 1: birch Bark. Was there not some strange key, known only
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  Speaker 1: to themselves, necessary to the undertaking of that sketch? Mukoki
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  Speaker 1: had taken his rifle and disappeared in the plain along
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  Speaker 1: the river, and for a long time, after they had
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  Speaker 1: eaten their bare steak and drank their hot coffee, Rod
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  Speaker 1: and Wabigowan sat talking in the glow of the campfire.
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  Speaker 1: The old warrior had been gone for about an hour
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  Speaker 1: when suddenly there came the report of a gun from
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  Speaker 1: far down the stream, which was quickly followed by two others,
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  Speaker 1: three in rapid succession. After an interval of a few seconds,
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  Speaker 1: there sounded two other shots. The signal cried, Rod Mukoki
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  Speaker 1: wants us. Wabigawan sprang to his feet and emptied the
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  Speaker 1: five shots of his magazine into the air listen. Hardly
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  Speaker 1: had the echoes died away, when there came again the
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  Speaker 1: reports of Mukoki's rifle. Without another word, the two boys
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  Speaker 1: hurried to the canoe, which had not been unloaded. He's
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  Speaker 1: a couple of miles down stream, said Wabi as they
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  Speaker 1: shoved off. I wonder what's the matter. I can make
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  Speaker 1: a pretty good guess, replied Rod, his voice trembling with
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  Speaker 1: a new excitement. He has found the second waterfall. The
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  Speaker 1: thought gave fresh strength to their aching arms, and the
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  Speaker 1: canoe sped swiftly down the stream. Fifteen minutes later, another
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  Speaker 1: shot signaled to them, this time not more than a
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  Speaker 1: quarter of a mile away, and Wabi respond to it
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  Speaker 1: with a loud shout. Mukoki's voice floated back in an
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  Speaker 1: answering halloo. But before the young hunters came within sight
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  Speaker 1: of their comrade, another sound reached their ears, the muffled
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  Speaker 1: roar of a cataract. Again and again, the boys sent
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  Speaker 1: their shouts of joy echoing through the night, and above
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  Speaker 1: the tumult of their own voices, they heard the old
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  Speaker 1: warrior calling on them to put into shore. Mukoki was
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  Speaker 1: waiting for them when they landed. This is big, un
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  Speaker 1: he greeted, Make much noise, much swift water. Hurrah, yelled Rod.
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  Speaker 1: For the twentieth time, jumping up and down in his excitement.
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  Speaker 1: Hurrah cried Wabi, and Mukoki chuckled and grinned and rubbed
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  Speaker 1: his leathery hands together in high glee. At last, when
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  Speaker 1: they had somewhat cooled down, Wabi he said that John
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  Speaker 1: Ball was a pretty poor fellow at a guess, huh,
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  Speaker 1: what do you say, Rod? Or else? Pretty clever, added
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  Speaker 1: Rod by George. I wonder if he had a reason
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  Speaker 1: for making his scale fifty miles or so out of
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  Speaker 1: the way. Wabie looked at him, only partly understanding, what
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  Speaker 1: do you mean. I mean that our third waterfall is
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  Speaker 1: more than likely to be mighty close to this one,
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  Speaker 1: and if it is, well, john Ball had a reason,
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  Speaker 1: and a good one. If we strike the last fall tomorrow,
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  Speaker 1: it will be pretty good proof that he drew the
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  Speaker 1: map in a way intended to puzzle somebody, perhaps his
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  Speaker 1: two partners, who were just about to start for civilization. Mookie,
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  Speaker 1: how far have we come, asked wabig Wan tree time
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  Speaker 1: first fall, replied the old Indian quickly. One hundred and
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  Speaker 1: fifty miles in three days and one night. I don't
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  Speaker 1: believe that is far out of the way. Then, according
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  Speaker 1: to the map, we should still be one hundred miles
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  Speaker 1: from the third fall, and we're not more than twenty five,
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  Speaker 1: declared Rod, confidently. Let's build a fire and go to bed.
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  Speaker 1: We'll have enough to do tomorrow hunting gold. The fourth
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  Speaker 1: day's journey was begun before it was yet light. Breakfast
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  Speaker 1: was eaten in the glow of the camp fire, and
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  Speaker 1: by the time dawn broke the adventurers were already an
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  Speaker 1: hour upon their way. Nothing but confidence now animated them.
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  Speaker 1: The mad Hunter and his golden bullets were entirely forgotten
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  Speaker 1: in these last hours of their exciting quest. Once far back,
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  Speaker 1: Rod had thought, with chilling dread, that this might be
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  Speaker 1: the mad manan trail, that his golden bullets might come
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  Speaker 1: from the treasure they were seeking, But he gave no
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  Speaker 1: thought to this possibility. Now, his own belief that the
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  Speaker 1: third and last fall was not far distant, in spite
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  Speaker 1: of the evidence of the map, gradually gained possession of
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  Speaker 1: his companions, and the nerves of all three were keyed
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  Speaker 1: to the highest tension of expectancy. The preceding night, Mukoki
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  Speaker 1: had made himself a paddle to replace the one he
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  Speaker 1: had broken, and not a stroke of the three pairs
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  Speaker 1: of arms was lost. Early in the morning, a young
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  Speaker 1: moose allowed them to pass within one hundred yards of him,
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  Speaker 1: but no shot was fired, for to obtain the meat
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  Speaker 1: would have meant an hour's loss of time. Two hours
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  Speaker 1: after the start, the country again began to take on
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  Speaker 1: a sudden change from east and west. The wild mountain
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  Speaker 1: ridges closed in, and with each miles progress, the stream
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  Speaker 1: narrowed and grew swifter, until again it was running between
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  Speaker 1: chasm walls that rose black and silent over the adventurer's heads.
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  Speaker 1: Darker and gloomier became the break between the mountains. Far
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  Speaker 1: above a thousand feet or more, dense forests of red
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  Speaker 1: pine flung their thick shadows over the edge of the chasm,
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  Speaker 1: in places, almost completely shutting out the light of day.
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  Speaker 1: This was not like the other chasm. It was deeper
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  Speaker 1: and darker, and more sullen. Under its walls, the gloom
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  Speaker 1: was almost that of night. Its solitude was voiceless. Not
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  Speaker 1: a bird fluttered or chirped among its rocks. The lowest
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  Speaker 1: of whispered words sounded with startling distinctness. Once Rod spoke aloud,
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  Speaker 1: and his voice rose and beat itself in the cavernous
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  Speaker 1: depths of the walls, until it seemed as though he
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  Speaker 1: had shouted. Now they ceased paddling, and Mukoki steered noiselessly.
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  Speaker 1: The current swept them on in the twilight gloom. Rod's
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  Speaker 1: face shone with singular whiteness. Mukoki and Wabigowan crouched like
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  Speaker 1: bronze silhouettes. It was as if some mysterious influence held
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  Speaker 1: them in its power forbidding speech, holding their eyes and
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  Speaker 1: staring expectancy straight ahead, filling them with indefinable sensations that
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  Speaker 1: made their hearts beat faster and their blood tingle softly.
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  Speaker 1: From far ahead, At last there came a murmur. It
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  Speaker 1: was like the first gentle whispering of an approaching wind,
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  Speaker 1: the sowing of a breath among the pines at the
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  Speaker 1: top of the chasm. But a wind among the trees
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  Speaker 1: rises and then dies away, like a cord struck low
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  Speaker 1: and gently upon some soft toned instrument. This whisper that
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  Speaker 1: came up the chasm remained. It grew no louder, and
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  Speaker 1: sometimes it almost faded away, until the straining ears of
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  Speaker 1: those who listened could barely detect it. But after a
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  Speaker 1: moment it was there again, as plainly as before. Little
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  Speaker 1: by little it became more distinct, until there were no
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  Speaker 1: longer intervals when it died away. And at last Wabigawan
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  Speaker 1: turned in the bow and faced his companions, And though
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  Speaker 1: he spoke no word, there was the gleam of a
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  Speaker 1: great excitement in his eyes. Rod's heart beat like a drum.
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  Speaker 1: He too began to understand that moaning, whispering sound floating
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  Speaker 1: up the chasm was not the wind, but the far
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  Speaker 1: away rumble of the third waterfall. Mukoki's voice broke the
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  Speaker 1: tent silence from behind that the fall. Wabigawan replied, in
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  Speaker 1: words scarcely louder than a whisper. There was no joyful
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  Speaker 1: shouting now, as there had been at the discovery of
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  Speaker 1: the second fall. Even Mukoki's voice was so low that
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  Speaker 1: the others could barely hear. Something between these chasm walls
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  Speaker 1: seemed to demand silence from them, and as the rumble
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  Speaker 1: of the cataract came more and more clearly to their ears,
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  Speaker 1: they held their breath in voiceless anticipation. A few hundred
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  Speaker 1: yards ahead of them was the treasure which men long
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  Speaker 1: since dead had discovered more than half a century before.
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  Speaker 1: Between the black mountain walls that so silently guarded that treasure,
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  Speaker 1: there seemed to lurk the spirit presence of the three
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  Speaker 1: men who had died because of it. Here somewhere very
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  Speaker 1: near John Ball had been murdered, and Rod almost fancied
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  Speaker 1: that along the sandy edge of the Chasm stream they
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  Speaker 1: might stumble on the footprints of the men whose skeletons
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  Speaker 1: they had discovered in the ancient cabin. Mukoki uttered no
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  Speaker 1: sound as he guided the canoe ashore, still without word.
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  Speaker 1: The three picked up their rifles, and Wabigawan led the
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  Speaker 1: way along the edge of the stream. Soon it dashed
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  Speaker 1: a swift, racing current between the rocks, and Rod and
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  Speaker 1: his companions knew that they were close upon the fall
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  Speaker 1: a hundred yards or more, and they saw the white
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  Speaker 1: mist of it leaping up before their eyes. Wabi began
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  Speaker 1: to run, his moccasined feet, springing from stone to stone
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  Speaker 1: with the caution of a hunter approaching game, and Mukoki
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  Speaker 1: and Rod came close behind him. They paused upon the
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  Speaker 1: edge of a great mass of rock, with the spray
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  Speaker 1: of the plunging cataract rising in their faces. Breathless, they
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  Speaker 1: gazed down. It was not a large fall. Wabie silently
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  Speaker 1: measured it at forty feet, but it added just that
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  Speaker 1: much more to the depth than the gloom of the chasm,
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  Speaker 1: beyond into which there seemed no way of descent. The
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  Speaker 1: rock walls rose sheer and black, with clumps of cedar
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  Speaker 1: and stunted pine growing at their feet. Farther on, the
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  Speaker 1: space between the mountains became wider, and the river reached
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  Speaker 1: out on either side, frothing and beating itself into white fury,
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  Speaker 1: in a chaos of slippery, water worn rocks. Down there,
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  Speaker 1: somewhere was the golden treasure they had come to seek.
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  Speaker 1: Unless the map lied, Was it among those rocks where
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  Speaker 1: the water dashed and fumed? Was it hidden in some
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  Speaker 1: gloomy cavern of the mountain sides, its trail concealed by
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  Speaker 1: the men who discovered it half an age ago. Would
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  Speaker 1: they find it? After all? Would they find it? A
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  Speaker 1: great gulp of excitement rose in Rod's throat, and he
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  Speaker 1: looked at Wabigowan. The Indian youth had stretched out an arm,
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  Speaker 1: His eyes were blazing. His whole attitude was one of
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  Speaker 1: tense emotion. There's the cabin, he cried, the cabin built
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  Speaker 1: by John Ball and the two frenchmen. See over there,
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  Speaker 1: among those cedars, almost hidden in that black shadow of
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  Speaker 1: the mountain, Great Scott muki Rod. Can't you see? Can't
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  Speaker 1: you see? End of Chapter thirteen. Recording by Roger Molin,