260 FOUR YEARS IN THE WHITE NORTH [May 



She punched the first man who came after her, but ac- 

 cepted the second." 



Just before midnight of the 16th we drove into 

 Etah. The long 1,200-mile trip was over. The dogs 

 wagged their tails and uttered that bass growl of pleas- 

 ure as I freed them of their well-worn harness. For 

 them school was out; the long summer vacation had 

 begun. For me a bath. Seventy soapless, washless 

 days. Warm water and soap, comforts of civilization. 



