The Wreck of the South Pole and Other Strange Tales — page 72: what you’re looking at

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The Wreck of the South Pole. 65 would entice you away to perish of cold in the ice fields. But we will see to that.” All this was Greek to me and I said so. “Influence of mind upon mind, my child,” the Great Dissembler replied. “With 100 minds willing you to go wandering out on the barren ice fields, how can your one poor, weak mind resist? Costa, you must help him counteract this force.”’ It will be needless to follow all the machinations of Earn and his friends against me, for they were, as the Great Dissembler said, but incidents in the great war which was gathering. It is enough to say that for weeks there was not an hour of the day in which some new dan- ger did not menace me. And how nobly Costa and his daughter stood by me, words cannot express. It was after one of these trials that Winnie said to me: eeeDe. you remember the first conversation we had when you arrived at our home? You told me you liked the Winnie of the plains, the Winnie who faded away from you better than the one you saw before you in flesh and blood then. And I told you I was glad you did. You did not understand it then.” CNG.” “Tt was because you loved my soul, as it was, free from the body, better than with its earthly casing. That meant that you cared more for me, myself, as I really am. For the soul without the body shows what one really is, better than when hidden by the body.” That night I wrote this: Cconniclooolk (©)