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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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into the open. Several pine torches flared up. Heres a man! cried one. Its Simple Joe, said another. Aleck angrily pushed his way throughthe crowd, and with a ringing blowknocked the boy sprawling off the stump.Fool! he cried. Stay at home whenI bid you! Some laughed foolishly. Some mur-mured. Aleck, indifferent to both,pushed his way to the church steps andfaced them. Joe lay in the snow wherehe had fallen. Men! cried Aleck, letting loose apent-up fury of passion, you see thewhite mans medicine house! There, heworks his bad magic and makes our furscarce, so we starve! He made thethroat sickness in there; he carries itfrom house to house while he makes be-lieve to cure. In the present condition of the breedsno lie was too gross for them to swallow.They cried out hoarsely. Men! cried Aleck with inconceiv-able fury—his face was suffused withblack blood, his voice was hoarse, al-most stifled with passion—give hishouse to the fire and spoil his magic!Drive him back to his own country!
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AS HE MOUNTED, THE DOOR WAS THROWN OPEN FROM WITHIN AND A WOMAN SFIGURE, LIGHT-CLAD, BLOCKED THE WAY SLENDER, MYSTICAL, COMMANDING. 184 THE OUTING MAGAZINE We want no white man to tell us whatto do. In with you! Thrust yourtorches under the seats! A jug of whis-ky to him who makes the first fire! Brandishing their torches, they rushedforward with angry, broken cries. Co-quenoigan was the first to set foot onthe steps. As he mounted, the door wasopened from within and a womans fig-ure, light-clad, blocked the way—slen-der, mystical, commanding. The effect on the breeds was like ahammerstroke. They hung for an in-stant, their faces frozen into shapes ofhorror, then of one accord, with short,brutish cries of fright, they turned tail.They were too frightened even to run;halting at a little distance, they pressedtogether like sheep, staring over theirshoulders with wide, wild eyes. Awoman started screaming hysterically. Aleck was dismayed, too, but hestood his ground. He recovered himsel

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