[A Daughter of the Snows by Jack London]@TWC D-Link bookA Daughter of the Snows CHAPTER XII 11/19
Carted about for exhibition purposes, I suppose, much as we do lions and elephants and wild men.
How far I so journeyed up and down that bleak region I cannot guess, though it must have been several thousand miles.
I do know that when consciousness returned to me and I really became myself again, I was fully a thousand miles to the west of the point where I was captured. "It was springtime, and from out of a forgotten past it seemed I suddenly opened my eyes.
A reindeer thong was about my waist and made fast to the tail-end of a sled.
This thong I clutched with both hands, like an organ-grinder's monkey; for the flesh of my body was raw and in great sores from where the thong had cut in. "A low cunning came to me, and I made myself agreeable and servile. That night I danced and sang, and did my best to amuse them, for I was resolved to incur no more of the maltreatment which had plunged me into darkness.
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