I will try and follow your trail. You go lots faster than I do.
Go on while it is yet light, and see if you can find the flour;
because if you cannot get there to-night may be you will not be
able to go any farther should we live to see morning."
I said, "Yes, that is just what I was going to tell you, the reason
why I waited here for you."
I started off. I went about 40 yards. Came across a partridge. I
got my pistol and fired and killed him. Oh, how glad I was! Mr.
Wallace came to me. He was more than glad, and just ate part of
him raw, which freshened us up a great deal.
Then he said, "You can go on again and don't delay on me."
I came on some caribou trail (it was then getting dark) and quite
fresh, which run in all directions. I stood and thought, "When
Wallace comes here be will not know my trail from the caribou
trail; and if he cannot come to me to-night, if he follow the
caribou trail it might lead him out of the way altogether; and if
it snows again to-night I may not be able to find him in the
morning."
So I stayed till he came and told him why I waited for him. He was
glad and said sure he would not know my trail from the caribou,
which would perhaps lead him out of the way.
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