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Through many woods and over many mountains we traveled in search of gold and we had an agreement to divide all we got into even shares。 But Gavronsky suddenly went out to the 'Taiga' on the Yenisei and disappeared。 After five years we heard that he had found a very rich gold mine and had become a rich man； then later that he and his wife with him had been murdered。 。 。 。〃 Ivan was still for a moment and then continued：
〃This is their old hut。 Here he lived with his wife and somewhere on this river he took out his gold。 But he told nobody where。 All the peasants around here know that he had a lot of money in the bank and that he had been selling gold to the Government。 Here they were murdered。〃
Ivan stepped to the stove； took out a flaming stick and； bending over； lighted a spot on the floor。
〃Do you see these spots on the floor and on the wall？ It is their blood； the blood of Gavronsky。 They died but they did not disclose the whereabouts of the gold。 It was taken out of a deep hole which they had drifted into the bank of the river and was hidden in the cellar under the shed。 But Gavronsky gave nothing away。 。 。 。 AND LORD HOW I TORTURED THEM！ I burned them with fire； I bent back their fingers； I gouged out their eyes； but Gavronsky died in silence。〃
He thought for a moment； then quickly said to me：
〃I have heard all this from the peasants。〃 He threw the log into the stove and flopped down on the bench。 〃It's time to sleep；〃 he snapped out； and was still。
I listened for a long time to his breathing and his whispering to himself； as he turned from one side to the other and smoked his pipe。
In the morning we left this scene of so much suffering and crime and on the seventh day of our journey we came to the dense cedar wood growing on the foothills of a long chain of mountains。
〃From here；〃 Ivan explained to me； 〃it is eighty versts to the next peasant settlement。 The people come to these woods to gather cedar nuts but only in the autumn。 Before then you will not meet anyone。 Also you will find many birds and beasts and a plentiful supply of nuts； so that it will be possible for you to live here。 Do you see this river？ When you want to find the peasants； follow along this stream and it will guide you to them。〃
Ivan helped me build my mud hut。 But it was not the genuine mud hut。 It was one formed by the tearing out of the roots of a great cedar； that had probably fallen in some wild storm； which made for me the deep hole as the room for my house and flanked this on one side with a wall of mud held fast among the upturned roots。 Overhanging ones formed also the framework into which we interlaced the poles and branches to make a roof； finished off with stones for stability and snow for warmth。 The front of the hut was ever open but was constantly protected by the guardian naida。 In that snow… covered den I spent two months like summer without seeing any other human being and without touch with the outer world where such important events were transpiring。 In that grave under the roots of the fallen tree I lived before the face of nature with my trials and my anxiety about my family as my constant companions； and in the hard struggle for my life。 Ivan went off the second day； leaving for me a bag of dry bread and a little sugar。 I never saw him again。
CHAPTER III
THE STRUGGLE FOR LIFE
Then I was alone。 Around me only the wood of eternally green cedars covered with snow； the bare bushes； the frozen river and； as far as I could see out through the branches and the trunks of the trees； only the great ocean of cedars and snow。 Siberian taiga！ How long shall I be forced to live here？ Will the Bolsheviki find me here or not？ Will my friends know where I am？ What is happening to my family？ These questions were constantly as burning fires in my brain。 Soon I understood why Ivan guided me so long。 We passed many secluded places on the journey； far away from all people； where Ivan could have safely left me but he always said that he would take me to a place where it would be easier to live。 And it was so。 The charm of my lone refuge was in the cedar wood and in the mountains covered with these forests which stretched to every horizon。 The cedar is a splendid； powerful tree with wide… spreading branches； an eternally green tent； attracting to its shelter every living being。 Among the cedars was always effervescent life。 There the squirrels were continually kicking up a row； jumping from tree to tree； the nut…jobbers cried shrilly； a flock of bullfinches with carmine breasts swept through the trees like a flame； or a small army of goldfinches broke in and filled the amphitheatre of trees with their whistling； a hare scooted from one tree trunk to another and behind him stole up the hardly visible shadow of a white ermine； crawling on the snow； and I watched for a long time the black spot which I knew to be the tip of his tail； carefully treading the hard crusted snow approached a noble deer； at last there visited me from the top of the mountain the king of the Siberian forest； the brown bear。 All this distracted me and carried away the black thoughts from my brain； encouraging me to persevere。 It was good for me also； though difficult； to climb to the top of my mountain； which reached up out of the forest and from which I could look away to the range of red on the horizon。 It was the red cliff on the farther bank of the Yenisei。 There lay the country； the towns； the enemies and the friends； and there was even the point which I located as the place of my family。 It was the reason why Ivan had guided me here。 And as the days in this solitude slipped by I began to miss sorely this companion who； though the murderer of Gavronsky； had taken care of me like a father； always saddling my horse for me； cutting the wood and doing everything to make me comfortable。 He had spent many winters alone with nothing except his thoughts； face to face with natureI should say； before the face of God。 He had tried the horrors of solitude and had acquired facility in bearing them。 I thought sometimes； if I had to meet my end in this place； that I would spend my last strength to drag myself to the top of the mountain to die there； looking away over the infinite sea of mountains and forest toward the point where my loved ones were。
However； the same life gave me much matter for reflection and yet more occupation for the physical side。 It was a continuous struggle for existence； hard and severe。 The hardest work was the preparation of the big logs for the naida。 The fallen trunks of the trees were covered with snow and frozen to the ground。 I was forced to dig them out and afterwards； with the help of a long stick as a lever； to move them from their place。 For facilitating this work I chose the mountain for my supplies； where； although difficult to climb； it was easy to roll the logs down。 Soon I made a splendid discovery。 I found near my den a great quantity of larch； this beautiful yet sad forest giant； fallen during a big storm。 The trunks were covered with snow but remained attached to their stumps； where they had broken off。 When I cut into these stumps with the ax； the head buried itself and could with difficulty be drawn and； investigating the reason； I found them filled with pitch。 Chips of this wood needed only a spark to set them aflame and ever afterward I always had a stock of them to light up quickly for warming my hands on returning from the hunt or for boiling my tea。
The greater part of my days was occupied with the hunt。 I came to understand that I must distribute my work over every day； for it distracted me from my sad and depressing thoughts。 Generally； after my morning tea； I went into the forest to seek heathcock or blackcock。 After killing one or two I began to prepare my dinner； which never had an extensive menu。 It was constantly game soup with a handful of dried bread and afterwards endless cups of tea； this essential beverage of the woods。 Once； during my search for birds； I heard a rustle in the dense shrubs and； carefully peering about； I discovered the points of a deer's horns。 I crawled along toward the spot but the watchful animal heard my approach。 With a great noise he rushed from the bush and I saw him very clearly； after he had run about three hundred steps； stop on the slope of the mountain。 It was a splendid animal with dark grey coat； with almost a black spine and as large as a small cow。 I laid my rifle across a branch and fired。 The animal made a great leap； ran several steps and fell。 With all my strength I ran to him but he got up again and half jumped； half dragged himself up the mountain。 The second shot stopped him。 I had won a warm carpet for my den and a large stock of meat。 The horns I fastened up among the branches of my wall； where they made a fine hat rack。
I cannot forget one very interesting but wild picture； which was staged for me several kilometres from my den。 There was a small swamp covered with grass and cranberries scattered through it； where the blackcock and sand partridges usually came to feed on the berries。 I approached noiselessly behind the bushes and saw a whole flock of blackcock scratching in the