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"
Henry
,
it
's
a
blame
misfortune
to
be
out
of
ammunition
.
"
Bill
had
finished
his
pipe
and
was
helping
his
companion
to
spread
the
bed
of
fur
and
blanket
upon
the
spruce
boughs
which
he
had
laid
over
the
snow
before
supper
.
Henry
grunted
,
and
began
unlacing
his
mocassins
.
"
How
many
cartridges
did
you
say
you
had
left
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Three
,
"
came
the
answer
.
"
An
'
I
wisht
'
twas
three
hundred
.
Then
I
'd
show
'em
what
for
,
damn
'em
!
"
He
shook
his
fist
angrily
at
the
gleaming
eyes
,
and
began
securely
to
prop
his
moccasins
before
the
fire
.
"
An
'
I
wisht
this
cold
snap
'd
break
,
"
he
went
on
.
"
It
's
ben
fifty
below
for
two
weeks
now
.
An
'
I
wisht
I
'd
never
started
on
this
trip
,
Henry
.
I
do
n't
like
the
looks
of
it
.
I
do
n't
feel
right
,
somehow
.
An
'
while
I
'm
wishin
'
,
I
wisht
the
trip
was
over
an
'
done
with
,
an
'
you
an
'
me
a-sittin
'
by
the
fire
in
Fort
McGurry
just
about
now
an
'
playing
cribbage
--
that
's
what
I
wisht
.
"
Henry
grunted
and
crawled
into
bed
.
As
he
dozed
off
he
was
aroused
by
his
comrade
's
voice
.
"
Say
,
Henry
,
that
other
one
that
come
in
an
'
got
a
fish
--
why
did
n't
the
dogs
pitch
into
it
?
That
's
what
's
botherin
'
me
.
"
"
You
're
botherin
'
too
much
,
Bill
,
"
came
the
sleepy
response
.
"
You
was
never
like
this
before
.
You
jes
'
shut
up
now
,
an
'
go
to
sleep
,
an
'
you
'll
be
all
hunkydory
in
the
mornin
'
.
Your
stomach
's
sour
,
that
's
what
's
botherin
'
you
.
"
The
men
slept
,
breathing
heavily
,
side
by
side
,
under
the
one
covering
.
The
fire
died
down
,
and
the
gleaming
eyes
drew
closer
the
circle
they
had
flung
about
the
camp
.
The
dogs
clustered
together
in
fear
,
now
and
again
snarling
menacingly
as
a
pair
of
eyes
drew
close
.
Once
their
uproar
became
so
loud
that
Bill
woke
up
.
He
got
out
of
bed
carefully
,
so
as
not
to
disturb
the
sleep
of
his
comrade
,
and
threw
more
wood
on
the
fire
.
As
it
began
to
flame
up
,
the
circle
of
eyes
drew
farther
back
.
He
glanced
casually
at
the
huddling
dogs
.
He
rubbed
his
eyes
and
looked
at
them
more
sharply
.
Then
he
crawled
back
into
the
blankets
.
