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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: light I could not for a moment see what the interior looked like. Presently
I made out one large room with no opening except the door. There was a
tumble-down stone fireplace at one end, and at the other a rude ladder led
up to a loft. Hiram had thrown his pack aside, and had tied Cubby to a peg
in the log wall.
"Wal, I'll fetch in some fresh venison," said the hunter. "You rest awhile,
an' then gather some wood an' make a fire."
The rest I certainly needed, for I was so tired I could scarcely untie the
pack to get out the blankets. The bear cub showed signs or weariness, which
pleased me. It was not long after Hiram's departure that I sank into a
doze.
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