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I. ÀÒ¾î¹ö¸° ¾ó±¼(Lost Face)
II. ½Å·Ú(Trust)
III. ºÒÀ» ÇÇ¿ì±â À§ÇÏ¿©(To Build a Fire)
IV. ±× ÀÚ¸®(That Spot)
V. ±ÝÀÇ ¼¶±¤(Flush of Gold)
VI. ¸¶Ä¿½º ¿Àºê¶óÀ̾ðÀÇ Á×À½(The Passing of Marcus O¡¯Brien)
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¢º ÀÒ¾î¹ö¸° ¾ó±¼(Lost Face) : Makamuk turned, and with bowed head stalked away. He knew that thenceforth he would be no longer known as Makamuk. He would be Lost Face; the record of his shame would be with him until he died; and whenever the tribes gathered in the spring for the salmon, or in the summer for the trading, the story would pass back and forth across the camp-fires of how the fur-thief died peaceably, at a single stroke, by the hand of Lost Face.
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¢º But before he could cut the strings, it happened. It was his own fault or, rather, his mistake. He should not have built the fire under the spruce tree. He should have built it in the open. But it had been easier to pull the twigs from the brush and drop them directly on the fire. Now the tree under which he had done this carried a weight of snow on its boughs.
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¢º ¸¶Ä¿½º ¿Àºê¶óÀ̾ðÀÇ Á×À½(The Passing of Marcus O¡¯Brien) :¡¡¡°Ain¡¯t a man got a right to his artistic feelin¡¯s?¡± Arizona Jack demanded. ¡°I gave Ferguson warnin¡¯. It was violatin¡¯ my own nature to go on listening to his little birds. Why, there¡¯s music sharps that fine-strung an¡¯ keyed-up they¡¯d kill for heaps less¡¯n I did. I¡¯m willin¡¯ to pay for havin¡¯ artistic feelin¡¯s. I can take my medicine an¡¯ lick the spoon, but three days¡¯ grub is drawin¡¯ it a shade fine, that¡¯s all, an¡¯ I hereby register my kick. Go on with the funeral.¡±
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