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The barking and howling of the dogs woke the boys from a sound sleep. They quickly got out of their sleeping bags to see what it was all about and when they looked out of the tent they saw a pack of fourteen huskies with their mouths wide open and looking for all the world as though they were laughing, except when they were in the act of straining their vocal cords to make a noise.
If they could have talked the boys would have heard them say, "here, you sleepy fellows, get a move on yourselves, for we've got to do twenty miles to-day. " The handsome brutes were as playful and joyous as any of their tribe this side of the happy hunting grounds where all good canines go to when they die and where the "toil of the trace and trail" are not known.