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THE LAST OF THE WRECK
I had left the sledge behind for two reasons, not only to save the tired donkey, but to give me an excuse for going back into the woods with Fritz, to explore a little further. So, taking Turk with us, he and I started directly after breakfast the next morning.
We soon arrived at the place where we had left the sledge, which we found untouched. Then we made our way to the line of cliff-like rocks beyond which we had not yet penetrated.
On the way we went through a grove, the trees of which were unknown to us. Their branches were loaded with berries covered with sticky wax. I knew of a sort of bush producing wax that grows in America, and had no doubt that this was the plant, which might prove very useful. We set to work, therefore, and gathered as many
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