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Show 93. the ice and snoxr from our screening place on the river." "Well," Bill said, "I'll go wash my dirty face and then cook up the beans I've got soaking." "Ahhh Bill, just beans?" Sunny asked. "It's too early for game to be so scarce around here," Olaf said shaking his head. "I spent most:; ^of my time today just gettin' through the snoxr-afraid of sinking in over my head in a drift, but xrith a good freeze tonight I'll hunt on snoxr shoes tomorrow." The next morning Bill slipped out of bed before daybreak, dressed quietly in warm outdoor clothing, buckled on his snoxr shoes, reached up above the door for his gun and stepped out into the snoxr. It xjas moonlight, completely still, not a thing moved, not a sound broke the silence and Bill knexr again xrhy he'd stayed in this country so long and vrhy he'd never leave it. It res its harsh beauty and the variation of its beauty-never the same from season to season, year to year, alxiays snoxr drifting into the canyons and on the mountains in different xrays; t.he snow pack this year xras already deep-the peaks rising up White and ghostly. He moved along xrith no special direction in mind. The snoxr xras so hard he had no fear of going through it, and he seemed to be moving along almost without effort. As the sky became light above the mountain tops he stopped and xias instantly alert. Every sense told him there xras |
