Summary “White Silence” of London

Through the boundless snowy desert, three dog sleds are moving: Mason, his wife, an Indian Ruth, and his friend Mailman Kyd. Their products are running out. Hunger torments both people and dogs. Two hundred miles ahead on the unsettled snow road. Eating is enough for only six days, and for dogs and nothing at all. Mason comforts his wife, tells how good it will be for them when they return home. But fate decreed otherwise. The huge tree, “bent under the weight of years and the weight of snow, played its last role in the tragedy of life.” Mason heard a warning crackle, but did not have time to jump aside – the tree crushed him. Mason was terribly mutilated; legs paralyzed; internal organs are damaged. No hope. Dying, he tells Kid that Ruth is expecting a child, and demands to shoot him and go further:

“Understand, this is my wife, my son.” In vain, Kid tries to persuade him to delay the hour of departure: “Only one day.” We’ll somehow hold out with food, or maybe I’ll shoot the moose. “

He prayed to the sky that he send him an elk, only one moose, but it seemed that all the game left the country, and in the evening, exhausted, he returned with empty hands and a heavy heart. “Ruth obeyed her husband’s last will, the woman of her tribe, she was not used to contradicting the man.” When Ruth, swinging the scourge and urging the dogs, set off, Kid returned to the dying friend and, bending the tops of two pines to the ground, built something like that storehouse which hunters arrange to save their supplies from the wolverines.

The clear purity and cold of White Silence beneath the steel sky are ruthless.

“A short shot was heard, Mason flew up into his air tomb, and Mailman Kyd, whipping up the dogs, rushed off at full speed on the snowy desert.”

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Summary “White Silence” of London