on the way out—the moment I slowed up my wet clothes drove the cold into my bones. I told Willie to hurry on to camp-make a fire and get supper going and I’d take my time. Whether he suspected my condition or not, I don’t know—I hope not anyway—suffice it to say that he complied.
As soon as he was out of sight, I lay down in the trail and rested the heels of my snowshoes on the snow trying in that way to ease the pain in my legs—but the cold forced me on until I had to lie down again to ease that awful pain.
I was badly frozen by that time—nose, ears cheks and chin but hardly noticed it. Once frozen there was no further pain. But my
