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Chew this real slow.
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" My name is Anne Marie Hoak,
and this is my diary.
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Papa and Mother and I have come here
to make a go at the fox farming trade.
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If this pans out, says Papa, next year
I can go back to finish with school.
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I offered to get on at the cannery
to help out when we were in town...
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...but Papa says there's
too much trash working there.
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He was a logger, but...
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...fell while he was topping,
and now has headaches and dizziness...
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...that prevent him from many
of the trades other men pursue.
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This way, he says, we can live
in the great outdoors...
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...and operate our own business...
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...which is every man's true desire.
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Mother doesn't care for it.
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We have transported a dozen
breeding pairs of blue pelt foxes...
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...and put them in their pens.
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They're lovely to look at,
but nervous...
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...and I need to mind my fingers
when I'm near them.
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When the vixens are ready to bear, we'll
separate them to be with their litter.
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Papa is building a fish trap
in the stream...
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...as he hopes to catch
the returning chum for fox food.
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I expect it will be a hard life,
but work is scarce back in town...
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...and Papa's spirit was getting low.
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Mother goes on about how
she'll miss female company...
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...and that I will have to
be her special friend.
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Papa thinks he's been
a disappointment to her.
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And sometimes she
doesn't do much to hide it.
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I'll be lonely here, I can tell,
but it should be a great adventure...
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...like Caddie in Caddie Woodlawn.
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I'll try to be a faithful writer,
dear diary...
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...and tell you my innermost thoughts."
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Read some more.
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Tomorrow night.
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We may not be here tomorrow.
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I found it.
I'll read it when I want to.
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We'll have something
to look forward to.