the red one(红色的那人)-第16节
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Lake Linderman； had jumped from sixteen to thirty cents a pound； which
latter was a rate of six hundred dollars a ton。 And the sub…arctic winter
gloomed near at hand。 All knew it； and all knew that of the twenty
thousand of them very few would get across the passes； leaving the rest to
winter and wait for the late spring thaw。
Such the beach old John Tarwater stepped upon； and straight across
the beach and up the trail toward Chilcoot he headed； cackling his ancient
chant； a very Grandfather Argus himself； with no outfit worry in the world；
for he did not possess any outfit。 That night he slept on the flats； five
miles above Dyea； at the head of canoe navigation。 Here the Dyea River
became a rushing mountain torrent； plunging out of a dark canyon from
the glaciers that fed it far above。
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And here； early next morning； he beheld a little man weighing no more
than a hundred； staggering along a foot…log under all of a hundred pounds
of flour strapped on his back。 Also； he beheld the little man stumble off
the log and fall face…downward in a quiet eddy where the water was two
feet deep and proceed quietly to drown。 It was no desire of his to take
death so easily； but the flour on his back weighed as much as he and would
not let him up。
〃Thank you； old man；〃 he said to Tarwater； when the latter had
dragged him up into the air and ashore。
While he unlaced his shoes and ran the water out； they had further talk。
Next； he fished out a ten…dollar gold…piece and offered it to his rescuer。
Old Tarwater shook his head and shivered； for the ice…water had wet
him to his knees。
〃But I reckon I wouldn't object to settin' down to a friendly meal with
you。〃
〃Ain't had breakfast？〃 the little man； who was past forty and who had
said his name was Anson； queried with a glance frankly curious。
〃Nary bite；〃 John Tarwater answered。
〃Where's your outfit？ Ahead？〃
〃Nary outfit。〃 〃Expect to buy your grub on the Inside？〃
〃Nary a dollar to buy it with； friend。 Which ain't so important as a
warm bite of breakfast right now。〃
In Anson's camp； a quarter of a mile on； Tarwater found a slender； red…
whiskered young man of thirty cursing over a fire of wet willow wood。
Introduced as Charles； he transferred his scowl and wrath to Tarwater； who；
genially oblivious； devoted himself to the fire； took advantage of the chill
morning breeze to create a draught which the other had left stupidly
blocked by stones； and soon developed less smoke and more flame。 The
third member of the party； Bill Wilson； or Big Bill as they called him；
came in with a hundred…and…forty…pound pack； and what Tarwater
esteemed to be a very rotten breakfast was dished out by Charles。 The
mush was half cooked and mostly burnt； the bacon was charred carbon；
and the coffee was unspeakable。
Immediately the meal was wolfed down the three partners took their
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empty pack…straps and headed down trail to where the remainder of their
outfit lay at the last camp a mile away。 And old Tarwater became busy。
He washed the dishes； foraged dry wood； mended a broken pack…strap； put
an edge on the butcher…knife and camp…axe； and repacked the picks and
shovels into a more carryable parcel。
What had impressed him during the brief breakfast was the sort of awe
in which Anson and Big Bill stood of Charles。 Once； during the morning；
while Anson took a breathing spell after bringing in another hundred…
pound pack； Tarwater delicately hinted his impression。
〃You see； it's this way；〃 Anson said。 〃We've divided our leadership。
We've got specialities。 Now I'm a carpenter。 When we get to Lake
Linderman； and the trees are chopped and whipsawed into planks； I'll boss
the building of the boat。 Big Bill is a logger and miner。 So he'll boss
getting out the logs and all mining operations。 Most of our outfit's ahead。
We went broke paying the Indians to pack that much of it to the top of
Chilcoot。 Our last partner is up there with it； moving it along by himself
down the other side。 His name's Liverpool； and he's a sailor。 So； when
the boat's built； he's the boss of the outfit to navigate the lakes and rapids
to Klondike。
〃And Charles … this Mr。 Crayton … what might his speciality be？〃
Tarwater asked。
〃He's the business man。 When it comes to business and organization
he's boss。〃
〃Hum；〃 Tarwater pondered。 〃Very lucky to get such a bunch of
specialities into one outfit。〃
〃More than luck；〃 Anson agreed。 〃It was all accident； too。 Each of
us started alone。 We met on the steamer coming up from San Francisco；
and formed the party。 … Well； I got to be goin'。 Charles is liable to get
kicking because I ain't packin' my share' just the same； you can't expect a
hundred…pound man to pack as much as a hundred…and…sixty…pounder。〃
〃Stick around and cook us something for dinner；〃 Charles； on his next
load in and noting the effects of the old man's handiness； told Tarwater。
And Tarwater cooked a dinner that was a dinner； washed the dishes；
had real pork and beans for supper； and bread baked in a frying…pan that
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was so delectable than the three partners nearly foundered themselves on it。
Supper dishes washed； he cut shavings and kindling for a quick and
certain breakfast fire； showed Anson a trick with foot…gear that was
invaluable to any hiker； sang his 〃Like Argus of the Ancient Times；〃 and
told them of the great emigration across the Plains in Forty…nine。
〃My goodness； the first cheerful and hearty…like camp since we hit the
beach；〃 Big Bill remarked as he knocked out his pipe and began pulling
off his shoes for bed。
〃Kind of made things easy； boys； eh？〃 Tarwater queried genially。
All nodded。 〃Well； then； I got a proposition； boys。 You can take it
or leave it； but just listen kindly to it。 You're in a hurry to get in before
the freeze…up。 Half the time is wasted over the cooking by one of you
that he might be puttin' in packin' outfit。 If I do the cookin' for you； you
all'll get on that much faster。 Also； the cookin' 'll be better； and that'll make
you pack better。 And I can pack quite a bit myself in between times； quite
a bit； yes； sir； quite a bit。〃
Big Bill and Anson were just beginning to nod their heads in
agreement； when Charles stopped them。
〃What do you expect of us in return？〃 he demanded of the old man。
〃Oh； I leave it up to the boys。〃
〃That ain't business；〃 Charles reprimanded sharply。 〃You made the
proposition。 Now finish it。〃
〃Well； it's this way … 〃
〃You expect us to feed you all winter； eh？〃 Charles interrupted。
〃No； siree； I don't。 All I reckon is a passage to Klondike in your boat
would be mighty square of you。〃
〃You haven't an ounce of grub； old man。 You'll starve to death when
you get there。〃
〃I've been feedin' some long time pretty successful；〃 Old Tarwater
replied； a whimsical light in his eyes。 〃I'm seventy； and ain't starved to
death never yet。〃
〃Will you sign a paper to the effect that you shift for yourself as soon
as you get to Dawson？〃 the business one demanded。
〃Oh； sure；〃 was the response。
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Again Charles checked his two partners' expressions of satisfaction
with the arrangement。
〃One other thing； old man。 We're a party of four； and we all have a
vote on questions like this。 Young Liverpool is ahead with the main
outfit。 He's got a say so； and he isn't here to say it。〃
〃What kind of a party might he be？〃 Tarwater inquired。
〃He's a rou
