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And
then
the
river
current
caught
us
.
So
wildly
were
we
paddling
that
Red
-
Eye
was
the
first
to
notice
it
,
and
our
first
warning
was
his
yell
of
triumph
.
Where
the
edge
of
the
current
struck
the
slough
-
water
was
a
series
of
eddies
or
small
whirlpools
.
These
caught
our
clumsy
logs
and
whirled
them
end
for
end
,
back
and
forth
and
around
.
We
quit
paddling
and
devoted
our
whole
energy
to
holding
the
logs
together
alongside
each
other
.
In
the
meanwhile
Red
-
Eye
continued
to
bombard
us
,
the
rock
fragments
falling
about
us
,
splashing
water
on
us
,
and
menacing
our
lives
.
At
the
same
time
he
gloated
over
us
,
wildly
and
vociferously
.
It
happened
that
there
was
a
sharp
turn
in
the
river
at
the
point
where
the
slough
entered
,
and
the
whole
main
current
of
the
river
was
deflected
to
the
other
bank
.
And
toward
that
bank
,
which
was
the
north
bank
,
we
drifted
rapidly
,
at
the
same
time
going
down
-
stream
.
This
quickly
took
us
out
of
range
of
Red
-
Eye
,
and
the
last
we
saw
of
him
was
far
out
on
a
point
of
land
,
where
he
was
jumping
up
and
down
and
chanting
a
paean
of
victory
.
Beyond
holding
the
two
logs
together
,
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
did
nothing
.
We
were
resigned
to
our
fate
,
and
we
remained
resigned
until
we
aroused
to
the
fact
that
we
were
drifting
along
the
north
shore
not
a
hundred
feet
away
.
We
began
to
paddle
for
it
Here
the
main
force
of
the
current
was
flung
back
toward
the
south
shore
,
and
the
result
of
our
paddling
was
that
we
crossed
the
current
where
it
was
swiftest
and
narrowest
.
Before
we
were
aware
,
we
were
out
of
it
and
in
a
quiet
eddy
.
Our
logs
drifted
slowly
and
at
last
grounded
gently
on
the
bank
.
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
crept
ashore
.
The
logs
drifted
on
out
of
the
eddy
and
swept
away
down
the
stream
.
We
looked
at
each
other
,
but
we
did
not
laugh
.
We
were
in
a
strange
land
,
and
it
did
not
enter
our
minds
that
we
could
return
to
our
own
land
in
the
same
manner
that
we
had
come
.
We
had
learned
how
to
cross
a
river
,
though
we
did
not
know
it
.
And
this
was
something
that
no
one
else
of
the
Folk
had
ever
done
.
We
were
the
first
of
the
Folk
to
set
foot
on
the
north
bank
of
the
river
,
and
,
for
that
matter
,
I
believe
the
last
.
That
they
would
have
done
so
in
the
time
to
come
is
undoubted
;
but
the
migration
of
the
Fire
People
,
and
the
consequent
migration
of
the
survivors
of
the
Folk
,
set
back
our
evolution
for
centuries
.
Indeed
,
there
is
no
telling
how
disastrous
was
to
be
the
outcome
of
the
Fire
People
’
s
migration
.
Personally
,
I
am
prone
to
believe
that
it
brought
about
the
destruction
of
the
Folk
;
that
we
,
a
branch
of
lower
life
budding
toward
the
human
,
were
nipped
short
off
and
perished
down
by
the
roaring
surf
where
the
river
entered
the
sea
.
Of
course
,
in
such
an
eventuality
,
I
remain
to
be
accounted
for
;
but
I
outrun
my
story
,
and
such
accounting
will
be
made
before
I
am
done
.
I
have
no
idea
how
long
Lop
-
Ear
and
I
wandered
in
the
land
north
of
the
river
.
We
were
like
mariners
wrecked
on
a
desert
isle
,
so
far
as
concerned
the
likelihood
of
our
getting
home
again
.
We
turned
our
backs
upon
the
river
,
and
for
weeks
and
months
adventured
in
that
wilderness
where
there
were
no
Folk
.
It
is
very
difficult
for
me
to
reconstruct
our
journeying
,
and
impossible
to
do
it
from
day
to
day
.
Most
of
it
is
hazy
and
indistinct
,
though
here
and
there
I
have
vivid
recollections
of
things
that
happened
.
Especially
do
I
remember
the
hunger
we
endured
on
the
mountains
between
Long
Lake
and
Far
Lake
,
and
the
calf
we
caught
sleeping
in
the
thicket
.
Also
,
there
are
the
Tree
People
who
dwelt
in
the
forest
between
Long
Lake
and
the
mountains
.
It
was
they
who
chased
us
into
the
mountains
and
compelled
us
to
travel
on
to
Far
Lake
.
First
,
after
we
left
the
river
,
we
worked
toward
the
west
till
we
came
to
a
small
stream
that
flowed
through
marshlands
.
Here
we
turned
away
toward
the
north
,
skirting
the
marshes
and
after
several
days
arriving
at
what
I
have
called
Long
Lake
.
We
spent
some
time
around
its
upper
end
,
where
we
found
food
in
plenty
;
and
then
,
one
day
,
in
the
forest
,
we
ran
foul
of
the
Tree
People
.
These
creatures
were
ferocious
apes
,
nothing
more
.
And
yet
they
were
not
so
different
from
us
.
