THE TRAIL OF THE SANDHILL STAG 



"I cannot go back something 

 tells me that I must stay I must 

 see him face to face again*" 



The rest had had enough of the 

 bitter frost, so Yan took from the 

 sleigh a small pot, a blanket, and 

 some food, and left them, to follow 

 alone the great sharp imprint in the 

 snow* 



44 Good-by good luck!" 



He watched the sleigh out of 

 sight, in the low hills, and then felt 

 as he never had before* Though he 

 had been so many months alone in 

 the wilds, he had never known lone- 

 liness, but as soon as his friends were 

 gone he was overwhelmed by a 

 sense of the utter heart-sickening 

 dreariness of the endless, snowy 



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