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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: with this damage, the ice-flood quickly dropped to its old level
and began to slacken its pace. The noise likewise eased down, and
the others could hear Donald shouting from his eyrie to look down-
stream. As forecast, the jam had come among the islands in the
bend, and the ice was piling up in a great barrier which stretched
from shore to shore. The river came to a standstill, and the
water finding no outlet began to rise. It rushed up till the
island was awash, the men splashing around up to their knees, and
the dogs swimming to the ruins of the cabin. At this stage it
abruptly became stationary, with no perceptible rise or fall.
Montana Kid shook his head. "It's jammed above, and no more's
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