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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: and slipped it under her squirrel-skin parka to her waist. I felt
there a well-filled pouch, and learned the secret of her lost
strength. Day by day we had shared fair, to the last least bit;
and day by day but half her share had she eaten. The other half
had gone into the well-filled pouch.
"And she said: 'This is the end of the trail for Passuk; but your
trail, Charley, leads on and on, over the great Chilcoot, down to
Haines Mission and the sea. And it leads on and on, by the light
of many suns, over unknown lands and strange waters, and it is
full of years and honors and great glories. It leads you to the
lodges of many women, and good women, but it will never lead you
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