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14 - Gold Hunters by James Oliver Curwood · Gold Hunters

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  Speaker 1: Chapter fourteen, the paper in the old tin box. Slowly,
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  Speaker 1: out of that mysterious gloom, there grew a shape before
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  Speaker 1: Rod's eyes. At first it was only a shadow. Then
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  Speaker 1: it might have been a rock. And then the gulp
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  Speaker 1: in his throat leaped out in a shout when he
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  Speaker 1: saw that Wabigowan's sharp eyes had in truth discovered the
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  Speaker 1: old cabin of the map. For what else could it be?
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  Speaker 1: What else but the wilderness home of the adventurers whose
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  Speaker 1: skeletons they had found, Peter Plant and Henri Langlois, and
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  Speaker 1: John Ball, the man whom these two had murdered. Rod's
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  Speaker 1: joyous voice was like a touch of fire to Wabi's enthusiasm,
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  Speaker 1: and in a moment, the oppressive silence of their journey
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  Speaker 1: down the chasm was broken by the wild cheers which
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  Speaker 1: the young gold seekers sent echoing between the mountains. Grimacing
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  Speaker 1: and chuckling in his own curious way, Mukoki was already
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  Speaker 1: slipping along the edge of the rock, seeking some break
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  Speaker 1: by which he might reach the lower chasm. They were
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  Speaker 1: on the point of turning to the ascent of the mountain,
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  Speaker 1: along which they would have to go until they found
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  Speaker 1: such a break. When the old pathfinder directed the attention
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  Speaker 1: of his companions to the white top of a dead
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  Speaker 1: cedar stub, projecting over the edge of the precipice. Go
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  Speaker 1: down that maybe, he suggested, shrugging his shoulders to suggest
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  Speaker 1: that the experiment might be a dangerous one. Rod looked over.
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  Speaker 1: The top of the stub was within easy reach, and
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  Speaker 1: the whole tree was entirely free of bark or limbs,
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  Speaker 1: a fact which in his present excitement did not strike
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  Speaker 1: him as especially unusual. Swinging his rifle strap over his shoulders,
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  Speaker 1: he reached out, caught the slender apex of the stub,
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  Speaker 1: and before the others could offer a word of encouragement
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  Speaker 1: or warning, was sliding down the wall of the rock
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  Speaker 1: into the chasm. Wabi was close behind him and not
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  Speaker 1: waiting for Mukoki's descent. The two boys hurried toward the cabin.
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  Speaker 1: Half way to it, Wabi stopped. This isn't fair, We've
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  Speaker 1: got to wait for Muki. They looked back. Mukoki was
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  Speaker 1: not following. The old warrior was upon his knees at
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  Speaker 1: the base of the dead tree, as though he was
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  Speaker 1: searching for something among the rocks at its foot. Then
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  Speaker 1: he rose slowly and rubbed his hands along the stub
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  Speaker 1: as high as he could reach. When he saw that
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  Speaker 1: Rod and Wabi were observing him, he quickly came toward them,
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  Speaker 1: and Wabiguwan, who was quick to notice any change in him,
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  Speaker 1: was confident that he had made a discovery of some kind.
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  Speaker 1: What have you found, Muki? Not so very much funny,
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  Speaker 1: tree grunted the Indian smooth as a fireman's brass pole,
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  Speaker 1: added Rod, seeing no significance in Mukoki's words, listen, he
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  Speaker 1: stopped so suddenly that Wabigawan bumped into him from behind.
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  Speaker 1: Did you hear that? No? For a few moments, the
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  Speaker 1: three huddled close together in watchful silence. Mukoki was behind
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  Speaker 1: the boys, or they would have seen that his rifle
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  Speaker 1: was ready to spring to his shoulder, and that his
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  Speaker 1: black eyes were snapping with something not aroused by curiosity alone.
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  Speaker 1: The cabin was not more than twenty paces away. It
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  Speaker 1: was old, so old that Rod wondered how it had
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  Speaker 1: withstood the heavy storms of the last winter. A growth
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  Speaker 1: of saplings had found root in its rotting roof, and
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  Speaker 1: the logs of which it was built were in the
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  Speaker 1: last stage of decay. There was no window and where
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  Speaker 1: the door had once been there had grown a tree
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  Speaker 1: a foot in diameter, almost closing the narrow aperture through
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  Speaker 1: which the mysterious inhabitants had passed years before, a dozen
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  Speaker 1: paces five paces from this door, and Mukoki's hand reached
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  Speaker 1: out and laid itself gently upon Wabi's shoulder. Rod saw
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  Speaker 1: the movement and stopped. A strange look had come into
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  Speaker 1: the old Indian's face, an expression in which there was
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  Speaker 1: incredulity and astonishment, as if he believed and yet doubted
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  Speaker 1: what his eyes beheld. Mutely, he pointed to the tree
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  Speaker 1: growing before the door, and to the reddish crumbling rot
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  Speaker 1: into which the logs had been turned by the passing
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  Speaker 1: of generations red pine. He said at last, that cabin
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  Speaker 1: morn twenty thousand year old. There was an awesome ring
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  Speaker 1: in his voice. Rod understood and clutched Wabi's arm. In
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  Speaker 1: an instant he thought of the other old cabin in
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  Speaker 1: which they had found the skeletons. They had repaired that
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  Speaker 1: cabin and had passed the winter in it, and they
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  Speaker 1: knew that it had been built half a century or
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  Speaker 1: more before. But this cabin was beyond repair to Rod.
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  Speaker 1: It seemed as though centuries of time instead of decades,
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  Speaker 1: had been at work on its timbers. Following close after Wabi,
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  Speaker 1: he thrust his head through the door. Deep gloom shut
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  Speaker 1: out their vision, But as they looked steadily turning their
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  Speaker 1: eyes to the darkness within the walls of the old
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  Speaker 1: cabin took form, and they saw that everywhere was vacancy.
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  Speaker 1: There was no ancient table as in the other cabin
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  Speaker 1: they had discovered at the head of the first chasm.
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  Speaker 1: There were no signs of the life that had once existed,
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  Speaker 1: not even the remnants of a chair or a stool.
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  Speaker 1: The cabin was bare foot by foot, the two boys
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  Speaker 1: went around its walls. Mukoki took but a single glance
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  Speaker 1: inside and disappeared. Once alone, he snapped down the safety
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  Speaker 1: of his rifle quickly, as if he feared interruption. He
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  Speaker 1: hurried around the old cabin, his eyes close to the earth.
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  Speaker 1: When Rod and Wabi returned to the door, he was
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  Speaker 1: at the edge of the fall, crouching low among the rocks,
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  Speaker 1: like an animal seeking a trail. Wabi pulled his companion
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  Speaker 1: back look. The old warrior rose suddenly erect and turned
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  Speaker 1: toward them, but the boys were hidden in the gloom.
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  Speaker 1: Then he turned to the dead stub beside the chasm wall. Again,
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  Speaker 1: he reached far up, rubbing his hand along its surface.
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  Speaker 1: I'm going to have a look at that tree, whispered Wabi.
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  Speaker 1: Something is puzzling. Are you coming? He hurried across the
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  Speaker 1: rock strewn opening, but Rod hung back. He could not
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  Speaker 1: stand his companions. For weeks and months they had planned
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  Speaker 1: to find this third waterfall. Visions of a great treasure
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  Speaker 1: had been constantly before their eyes, And now that they
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  Speaker 1: were here, with the gold perhaps under their very feet,
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  Speaker 1: both Mukoki and Wabigowan were more interested in a dead
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  Speaker 1: stub than in their search for it. His own heart
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  Speaker 1: was almost bursting with excitement. The very air which he
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  Speaker 1: breathed in the old cabin set his blood leaping with anticipation.
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  Speaker 1: Here those earlier adventurers had lived half a century or
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  Speaker 1: more ago in it. The life blood of the murder
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  Speaker 1: John Ball might have ebbed away in this cabin. The
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  Speaker 1: men whose skeletons he had found had slept and planned
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  Speaker 1: and measured their gold. And the gold it was that,
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  Speaker 1: and not the stub that interested Roderick drew. Where was
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  Speaker 1: the lost treasure? Surely the old cab cabin must hold
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  Speaker 1: some clue for them. It would at least tell them
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  Speaker 1: more than the limbless, white corpse of a tree. From
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  Speaker 1: the door, he looked back into the dank gloom, straining
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  Speaker 1: his eyes to see, and then glanced across the opening.
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  Speaker 1: Wabi had reached the stub, and both he and Mukoki
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  Speaker 1: were on their knees beside it. Probably they have found
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  Speaker 1: the marks of a lynx or a bear, thought Rod.
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  Speaker 1: A dozen paces away, something else caught his eyes, a
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  Speaker 1: fallen red pine, dry and heavy with pitch, and in
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  Speaker 1: less than a minute he had gone to it and
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  Speaker 1: was back with a torch. Breathlessly, he touched the tiny
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  Speaker 1: flame of a match to the stick. For a moment,
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  Speaker 1: the pitch sputtered and hissed, then flared into light, and
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  Speaker 1: Rod held the burning wood above his head. The young
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  Speaker 1: gold Seeker's first look about him was disappointing. Nothing but
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  Speaker 1: the bare walls met his eye. Then, in the farthest
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  Speaker 1: corner he observed something that in the dancing torchlight was
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  Speaker 1: darker than the logs themselves, and he moved toward it.
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  Speaker 1: It was a tiny shelf, not more than a foot long,
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  Speaker 1: and upon it was a small tin box, black and
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  Speaker 1: rust eaten by the passing of ages. With trembling fingers,
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  Speaker 1: Rod took it in his hand. It was very light,
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  Speaker 1: probably empty. In it he might find the dust of
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  Speaker 1: John Ball's last tobacco. Then suddenly, as he thought of this,
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  Speaker 1: he stopped in his search, and a muffled exclamation of
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  Speaker 1: surprise fell from him. In the glow of the torch,
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  Speaker 1: he looked at the tin box. It was crumbling with age,
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  Speaker 1: and he might easily have crushed it in his hand,
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  Speaker 1: And yet it was still a tin box. If this
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  Speaker 1: box had remained, why had not other things? Where were they?
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  Speaker 1: The pans and kettles, the pale and frying pan, knives, cups,
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  Speaker 1: and other articles which John Ball and the two Frenchmen
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  Speaker 1: must at one time have possessed in this cabin. He
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  Speaker 1: returned to the door. Mukoki and Wabigowan were still at
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  Speaker 1: the dead stub. Even the flare of light in the
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  Speaker 1: old cabin had not attracted them. Tossing his torch away,
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  Speaker 1: Rod tore off the top of the tin box. Something
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  Speaker 1: fell at his feet, and as he reached for it,
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  Speaker 1: he saw that it was a little roll of paper,
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  Speaker 1: almost as discolored as the rust eaten box itself. As
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  Speaker 1: gently as Mukoki had unrolled the precious birch bark map
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  Speaker 1: a few months before, he smoothed out the paper. The
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  Speaker 1: edges of it broke and crumbled under his fingers, but
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  Speaker 1: the inner side of the roll was still quite white.
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  Speaker 1: Mukoki and Wabigowan, looking back, saw him suddenly turn toward
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  Speaker 1: them with a shrill cry on his lips, and the
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  Speaker 1: next instant he was racing in their direction, shouting wildly
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  Speaker 1: at every step the gold. He shrieked, the gold Hurrah.
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  Speaker 1: He was almost sobbing in his excitement when he stopped
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  Speaker 1: between them, holding out the bit of paper. I found
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  Speaker 1: it in the cabin, in a tin box. See it's
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  Speaker 1: John Ball's writing, the writing that was on the old map.
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  Speaker 1: I found it in a tin box. Wabee seized the paper.
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  Speaker 1: His own breath came more quickly when he saw what
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  Speaker 1: was upon it. There were a few lines of writing,
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  Speaker 1: dim but still legible, and a number of figures. Across
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  Speaker 1: the top of the paper was written account of John ball,
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  Speaker 1: Enri Langlois and Peter Plant for month ending June thirtieth,
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  Speaker 1: eighteen fifty nine. Below these lines were the following. Plants
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  Speaker 1: work nuggets seven pounds nine ounces dust, one pound three ounces,
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  Speaker 1: langlois work nuggets nine pounds thirteen ounces dust none, balls
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  Speaker 1: work nuggets six pounds four ounces dust two pounds three
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  Speaker 1: ounces total twenty seven pounds. Plants share six pounds twelve ounces,
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  Speaker 1: langlois share six pounds twelve ounces, Balls share thirteen pounds
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  Speaker 1: eight ounces division made softly, Wabigowan read the words aloud.
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  Speaker 1: When he finished, his eyes met Rod's Mukoki was still
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  Speaker 1: crouching at the foot of the stub, staring at the
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  Speaker 1: two boys in silence, as if stupefied by what he
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  Speaker 1: had just heard. This doesn't leave a doubt, said Wabi.
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  Speaker 1: At last, we've struck the right place. The gold is
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  Speaker 1: somewhere very near. Rod could not master the tremble in
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  Speaker 1: his voice, as though hoping to see the yellow treasure
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  Speaker 1: heaped in a pile before his eyes. He turned to
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  Speaker 1: the waterfall, to the gloomy walls of the chasm, and
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  Speaker 1: finally extended an arm to where the spring torrent, leaping
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  Speaker 1: over the edge of the chasm above, beat itself into
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  Speaker 1: frothing rage among the rocks between the two mountains. It's
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  Speaker 1: there in the stream. Yes, where else near this cabin
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  Speaker 1: would they have found pure nuggets of gold Surely not
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  Speaker 1: in a rock, and gold dust is always in the
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  Speaker 1: sands of streams. It's there, without a doubt. Both Indians
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  Speaker 1: went with him to the edge of the water. The
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  Speaker 1: creek widens here and till it is very shallow, said Wabi.
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  Speaker 1: I don't believe that it is more than four feet
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  Speaker 1: deep out there in the middle. What do you say,
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  Speaker 1: he paused as he saw Mukoki slip back to the
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  Speaker 1: dead stub again, and went on, what do you say
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  Speaker 1: to making a trip to the canoe after grub for
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  Speaker 1: our dinner and the pans. The first flash of enthusiasm
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  Speaker 1: that had filled a big one on reading the paper
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  Speaker 1: discovered by Rod was quickly passing away, and the white
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  Speaker 1: youth could not but notice the change which came over
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  Speaker 1: both Mukoki and his young friend when they stood once
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  Speaker 1: more beside the smooth, white stub that reached up to
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  Speaker 1: the floor of the chasm above. He controlled his own
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  Speaker 1: enthusiasm enough to inspect more closely the dead tree which
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  Speaker 1: had affected them so strangely. The discovery he made fairly
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  Speaker 1: startled him. The surface of the stub was not only
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  Speaker 1: smooth and free of limbs, but was polished until it
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  Speaker 1: shone with the reflecting luster of a waxed pillar. For
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  Speaker 1: a moment, he forgot the paper which he held in
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  Speaker 1: his hand, forgot the old cabin and the nearness of gold.
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  Speaker 1: In blank wonder, he stared at Mukoki, and the old
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  Speaker 1: Indian shrugged his shoulders. Very nice and smooth, Very damn smooth,
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  Speaker 1: emphasized Wabi, without a suggestion of humor in his voice.
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  Speaker 1: What does it mean, asked Rod. It means, continued Wabigawan,
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  Speaker 1: that this old stub has for a good many years
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  Speaker 1: been used by something as a sort of stairway in
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  Speaker 1: and out of this chasm. Now, if it were a bear,
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  Speaker 1: there would be claw marks, If it were a lynx,
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  Speaker 1: the surface of the stub would be cut into shreds.
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  Speaker 1: Any kind of animal would have left his mark behind,
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  Speaker 1: and no animal would have put this polish on it.
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  Speaker 1: Then what in the world or old Rod did not finish?
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  Speaker 1: Mukoki lifted his shoulders to a level with his chin,
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  Speaker 1: and Wabi whistled as he looked straight at them. Not
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  Speaker 1: a hard guess. Huh, you mean that it's a man.
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  Speaker 1: Only the arms and legs of a man going up
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  Speaker 1: and down that stub hundreds and thousands of times could
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  Speaker 1: have worn it so smooth. Now, can you guess who
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  Speaker 1: that man is? In a flash, the answer shot into
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  Speaker 1: Rod's brain. He understood now why this old stub had
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  Speaker 1: drawn his companions away from their search for gold, and
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  Speaker 1: he felt the flush of excitement go out of his
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  Speaker 1: own cheeks and an involuntary thrill pass up his back.
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  Speaker 1: The mad hunter Wabi nodded, Mukoki, grunted and rubbed his hands.
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  Speaker 1: Gold in bullet, Come from here, said the old pathfinder.
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  Speaker 1: Bad dog man, very swift on trail. We hurry, get canoe,
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  Speaker 1: cut down tree. That's more than you've said in the
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  Speaker 1: last half hour. And it's a good idea, exclaimed Wabi.
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  Speaker 1: Let's get our stuff down here and chop this stub
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  Speaker 1: into firewood. When he comes back and finds his ladder gone,
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  Speaker 1: he'll give a screech or two, I'll wager, and then
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  Speaker 1: it will be our chance to do something with him.
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  Speaker 1: Here goes He started to climb the stub, and a
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  Speaker 1: minute or two later it stood safely on the rock above.
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  Speaker 1: Slippery is a greased pole, he called, down. Bet, you
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  Speaker 1: can't make it, Rod, But Rod did after a tremendous
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  Speaker 1: effort that left him breathless and gasping by the time
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  Speaker 1: Wabee stretched out a helping hand to him. Mukoki came
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  Speaker 1: up more easily, taking only their revolvers with him. The
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  Speaker 1: three hurried to the birch bar and in a single load,
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  Speaker 1: brought their possessions to the rock. By means of ropes,
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  Speaker 1: the packs and other contents of the canoe, and finally
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  Speaker 1: the canoe itself were lowered into the chasm, and while
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  Speaker 1: the others looked on, Mukoki seized the axe and chopped
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  Speaker 1: down the stub. There he grunted as a last blow,
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  Speaker 1: sent the tree crashing among the rocks. Too high for
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  Speaker 1: him jump, but a mighty good place for him to
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  Speaker 1: shoot from, said Wabi, looking up. We'd better camp out
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  Speaker 1: of range, not until we know what we've struck, cried Rod,
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  Speaker 1: unstrapping a pan from one of the packs. Boys, the
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  Speaker 1: first thing to do is to wash out a little
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  Speaker 1: of that river bed. He started for the creek, with
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  Speaker 1: Wabi close behind him bearing a second pan. Mukoki looked
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  Speaker 1: after them and chuckled softly to himself as he began
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  Speaker 1: making preparations for dinner, choosing a point where the current
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  Speaker 1: had swept up a small bar of pebbles and sand.
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  Speaker 1: While b and Rod both set to work. The white
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  Speaker 1: youth had never before panned gold, but he had been
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  Speaker 1: told how it was done, and there now shot through
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  Speaker 1: him that strange, thrilling excitement which enthralls the treasure hunter
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  Speaker 1: when he believes that he has at last struck pay dirt.
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  Speaker 1: Scooping up a quantity of the gravel and sand, he
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  Speaker 1: filled his pan with water, then moved it quickly back
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  Speaker 1: and forth every few moments, splashing some of the wash
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  Speaker 1: or muddy water over the side. Thus filling and refilling
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  Speaker 1: his pan with fresh water. He excitedly went through the
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  Speaker 1: process of washing everything but solid substance out of it.
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  Speaker 1: With each fresh dip into the stream, the water in
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  Speaker 1: the pan became clearer, and within fifteen minutes the three
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  Speaker 1: or four double handfuls of sand and gravel with which
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  Speaker 1: he began work dwindled down to one. Scarcely breathing in
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  Speaker 1: his eagerness, he watched for the yellow gleam of gold.
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  Speaker 1: Once a glitter among the pebbles drew a loud cry
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  Speaker 1: from him. But when with the point of his knife
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  Speaker 1: he found it to be only Micah, he was glad
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  Speaker 1: that Wabi had not heard him. The young Indian was
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  Speaker 1: squatting upon the sand with his pan turned toward a
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  Speaker 1: gleam of the sun that shot faintly down into the chasm.
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  Speaker 1: Without raising his head, he called to Rod, found anything,
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  Speaker 1: No have you? No? Yes, But I don't think it's gold.
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  Speaker 1: What does it look like? It gleams yellow, but is
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  Speaker 1: as hard as steel, Micah, said Rod. Neither of the
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  Speaker 1: boys looked up during the conversation. With the point of
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  Speaker 1: his hunting knife, ro Rod still searched in the bottom
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  Speaker 1: of his pan, turning over the pebbles and raking the
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  Speaker 1: gravelly sand with the painstaking care that would have made
• 21:08
  Speaker 1: a veteran gold seeker laugh. Some minutes had passed when
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  Speaker 1: Wabi spoke again. I say, Rod, that's a funny looking
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  Speaker 1: thing I found. If it wasn't so hard, I'd swear
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  Speaker 1: it was gold. Want to see it it's Micah, repeated Rod,
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  Speaker 1: as another gleam of fool's gold in his own pan
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  Speaker 1: caught his eyes. The stream is full of it. Never
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  Speaker 1: saw Micah in chunks before mumbled Wabi, bending low over
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  Speaker 1: his pan, chunks, cried Rod, straightening as if someone had
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  Speaker 1: run a pin into his back. How big is it?
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  Speaker 1: Big as a pee a big pea. The words were
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  Speaker 1: no sooner out of the young Indian's mouth than Roderick
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  Speaker 1: was upon his feet and running to his companion. Micah
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  Speaker 1: doesn't come in chunks. Where he bent over Wabi's pan,
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  Speaker 1: in the very middle of it lay a suspiciously yellow pebble,
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  Speaker 1: worn round and smooth by the water, And when Rod
• 22:16
  Speaker 1: took it in his fingers, he gave a low whistle
• 22:19
  Speaker 1: of mock astonishment as he gazed down into Wabigawan's face. Wabi,
• 22:25
  Speaker 1: I'm ashamed of you, he said, trying hard to choke
• 22:28
  Speaker 1: back the quiver in his voice. Micah doesn't come in
• 22:32
  Speaker 1: round chunks like this. Micah isn't heavy, and this is
• 22:37
  Speaker 1: both From the cedars beyond the old cabin, came Mukoki's
• 22:43
  Speaker 1: whooping signal that dinner was ready. End of Chapter fourteen.
• 22:50
  Speaker 1: Recording by Roger Malin