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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: beaches, and when the sea opened, the men with healthy sacks would
sail away to where the good things of life were sold absurdly
cheap.
So, one night, Fortune helped Uri Bram harness the dogs and lash
the sled, and the twain took the winter trail south on the ice.
But it was not all south; for they left the sea east from St.
Michael's, crossed the divide, and struck the Yukon at Anvik, many
hundred miles from its mouth. Then on, into the northeast, past
Koyokuk, Tanana, and Minook, till they rounded the Great Curve at
Fort Yukon, crossed and recrossed the Arctic Circle, and headed
south through the Flats. It was a weary journey, and Fortune
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