Not until the fourth day did living things begin to move.

Moose and caribou heaved themselves up out of the thick covering of snow that had been their protection; smaller animals dug their way out of the heart of deep drifts and mounds; a half of the rabbits and birds were dead.

But the most terrible toll was of men.
Many of those who were caught out succeeded in keeping the life within their bodies, and dragged themselves back to teepee and shack.

But there were also many who did not return--five hundred who died between Hudson Bay and the Athabasca in those three terrible days of the KUSKETA PIPPOON.
In the beginning of the Big Storm Miki found himself in the "burnt" country of Jackson's Knee, and instinct sent him quickly into deeper timber.

Here he crawled into a windfall of tangled trunks and tree-tops, and during the three days he did not move.