1921
Lost at the snowy willderness and woods of Alaska, nearly at the end of a world was Nome. It was rather small , quiet town.There were make from wood houses,wide streets and in this night time there were the light of street lamps and lamps from people houses. In the town were wery important US Mail - the post offfice, townhall, church and bank.At the post office was telegraphist old Jeremiah, which everybody calls Jerry. Under his table in his bin always was sitting his buldog Morse. It was late autumn and on the ground was ling snow, hoarfrost and ice. There starts to be winter cold and strong winds.Alaska were rather the snowy country.Nearly in the centre of town was kennel.In this time dogs were the best kind of transport, they were deliver letters, medicine, food or people.So breeding dogs were wery important. It will be dogs sled race soon in Nome,which should show the fastest dogs team. The fastest team will be the most time in the way for example delivering post.
The good team should have the good musher,and the good, fast dogs team. In the team usually were 7 dogs. And the sled team should have good,smart and purpossive leader dog.
So there was late autumn, uncosy afternoon, and the streets of Nome were empty.The telegraphist like always was looking at the window curiously to see whats going out. Suddenly he saw in the light of street lamps a shadow. He put closer his own lamp to the window:on the street were walking slowly a dog. Telegraphist recognized the dog immediately and told to his buldog.
-That's Nava coming back to the kennel from his ramble.If I have to running in the sled team I wouldnt do a step out of kennel. - said Jerry and stroke his dog.
Nava was siberian husky dog, he was a sled dog, more - he was a leader.He was a dog wide respectable, but quietly called oddity and wild. He wasn't sitting in kenel, where was warm, he was rambling around the woods, and he even look in another way.
But he was a good leader of sled team of Mr.Kaassen, which was a owner of the kennel and Nava team musher and owner.
He was quite big siberian husky but he was different than other dogs.But the men who sold him to Mr.Kassen were sure he is well-bred.His fur was fat and long,brown and grey.He was a handsome ( too because of his unusual cobalt eyes) strong and muscular dog. Nava was pride of Kassen sled team. He came closer to kennel building, he jump above fence and got to the kennel by dogs doors.He was in something like kennel hall, he walked into a first room where were his friends.There were living dogs from Kassen team, and reserve dogs.There sometimes were sitting with sled dogs other dogs from all town.But ussually they were meeting in the old mill which was not long way from kennel.The leader of all dogs from Nome was old sled dog Gringo, which was living in old mill. From his place where he stand in this moment Nava could see other sled dogs :Steele,Roon,Glover,his best friend Donng.Ginger, Blue. There came too Gringo. They were sitting close to warm.Nava walked into the fire light quietely but with some ignorance and self-confident of someone who are a leader.At the first moment he came everybody take attention on him although he didnt wish it.
-Oh, Nava hello!Come to us to the warm!Where have you been? - he heared. He sit down next to his bowl with food and replied:
- Hello.
After he ate everythng he jump into his pallet. There were'nt cages like meaby in other kennels. Dogs was sleeping in special niches in the wall. So Nava jumped to his niche and lie on the hay looking at the dogs sitting down.Oh,no he wasnt a sociable animal!
- Terrible weather isnt it? - asked Gringo to say anything. Dogs were suprised: Nava was out till the morning and now he's just gonna to sleep??
- It was worse. Its not a winter. - he replied.
-It's true, I saw worse weathers. - admitted Gringo.He was huge brown husky,he was very old. He was running in team long time with Kaassen and people who was mushers in Nome before him. Beacause of his age he have a lot of strands of grey fur which everybody could see in his dark fur.He retired two years ago. Suddenly Steele asked badly
- Where you was rambling ha? - he was black-white malamute with black eyes, a sled dog.He was the best after Nava, second in the team.He was big, strong, muscular(specially for his young age), quite smart about team and fast but he had bad character.He was younger than Nava who had nearly 7 years - Steele had 3 years.He was leading dogs in dogs fights,plays, jokes and conspiracy. His only aim was to have Nava place, to be leader of sled team and all dogs.He want to have it by any way.So he hate Nava because of his position,the respectable which he have and because the diference beetwen them.
- Isn't that my businness? - replied reservedly but peacefull Nava. Dogs were completely quiet because they know what's up between that dogs - they could even see the anger between them.
- I just want to remind you that you are the leader, and very soon is the race.
Race! Nava hated races because he start to hate his duties slowly, and because everybody was waiting how he would run, would he win! But he was a sled dog. He growled to Steele
- You dont have to remind me, who I am, what I shall to do, you cant! I know my duties and you can be sure I'm doing them. He turn back on his pallet out of Steele. Steele ran into the centre of room and growled
-Don,t turn out of me in this way Nava! You see yourself the problem!
- No! And I just don't want senseless arguments with you! And all before so important to you race! - he replied. All dogs looked at them and went to theirs pallets.
-Yes, you're right ,we shouldnt arguing now! Not now, and what is the sense at all?
Steele looked at them . They returned out of hiim all. So he jump into his pallet with bad feelings. He was sure that the arguments are necessary, that's all Nava fault but he feel so bad and hurt he just try to feel asleep.
Out of the city on the border of woods and snow wilderness was liing on the ground old fish smack.At the city boundrary were some other old smacks. In the city ends were too many old wood buildings half ruins from period of gold obssesion. But that old smack was out of city near the ocean beach. In this boat was living adult russian goose name Boris. Boris was lonely goose which was livin' here out of city ( where some people can eat him !) for long time. He like very much his "house"and with every autumn he was sorry to leave his house to fly south. Boris was a dawdler too, and he was speaking with russian accent. He was liing at the old blankets in the boat when he saw a gooses flying south. He saw amongst them his friend Wasil. He start to fly to see him and finally he reach to group of gosses and Wasil. Wasil saw him and asked
- Hello! You want to fly with us too? So you must fly to the end of a order. - Wasil didn't like mess.
- No, I just wanted to see you and talk for a minute. I'll fly with another group later, I'm not leaving now. Good luck! - replied Boris.
Wasil thanked to him, and after little chat Boris went back to his smack.The gooses were flying above him. To south.
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