The Cremation of Sam McGee
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Are you doing alright Sam Mcgee?!
Umm kinda...the snow is getting thicker by the minute, and the wind is getting stronger! It's getting really hard to walk, and it's really hard to see with the wind and snow blowing in our faces!
Cap, I'll crash in this trip, I guess;and if i do, I'm asking that you won't refuse my last request.
Well, he seems so low that i couldn't say no;
Sam Mcgee said with a moan; "It's the cursed cold, and it's got right hold till I'm chilled clean through to the bone. Yet 'taint being dead--it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains; So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."
I will not fail you, Sam. I promise.
Sam Mcgee and Cap started their journey once again at the stroke of dawn. Sam McGee had crouched on the sleigh, and as the day went on the more pale he would become.
Before nightfall, a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee. The corpse was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: "You may tax your brawn and brains, but you promised true, and it's up to you to cremate those last remains."
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