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When Jim and his company had disappeared from view up the rock-strewn / slope, the men left below remained in a group, to discuss not only the / marvellous advent of a genuine youngster in Borealis, but likewise the / fitness of old If-only Jim as a foster-parent.
"I wouldn't leave him raise a baby rattlesnake of mine," said Field, / whose watch had not been accepted by the foundling. "In fact, there / ain't but a few of us here into camp which knows the funderments of / motherhood, anyhow."