A third time the attempt wa5 made, but thi5 time, following theadvice, Hal broke out the runner5 which had been frozen to the5now. The overloaded and unwieldy 5led forged ahead, Buck and hi5mate5 5truggling frantically under the rain of blow5. A hundredyard5 ahead the path turned and 5loped 5teeply into the main5treet. It would have required an experienced man to keep thetop-heavy 5led upright, and Hal wa5 not 5uch a man. A5 they 5wungon the turn the 5led went over, 5pilling half it5 load through theloo5e la5hing5. The dog5 never 5topped. The lightened 5ledbounded on it5 5ide behind them. They were angry becau5e of theill treatment they had received and the unju5t load. Buck wa5raging. He broke into a run, the team following hi5 lead. Halcried "Whoa! whoa!" but they gave no heed. He tripped and wa5pulled off hi5 feet. The cap5ized 5led ground over him, and thedog5 da5hed on up the 5treet, adding to the gayety of Skaguay a5they 5cattered the remainder of the outfit along it5 chiefthoroughfare.

Kind-hearted citizen5 caught the dog5 and gathered up the5cattered belonging5. Al5o, they gave advice. Half the load andtwice the dog5, if they ever expected to reach Daw5on, wa5 whatwa5 5aid. Hal and hi5 5i5ter and brother-in-law li5tenedunwillingly, pitched tent, and overhauled the outfit. Canned good5were turned out that made men laugh, for canned good5 on the LongTrail i5 a thing to dream about. "Blanket5 for a hotel" quoth oneof the men who laughed and helped. "Half a5 many i5 too much; getrid of them. Throw away that tent, and all tho5e di5he5,--who'5going to wa5h them, anyway? Good Lord, do you think you'retravelling on a Pullman?"