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Half an hour later four dogs, a sledge, and a man were moving swiftly through the dead and silent gloom of Arctic day. Sergeant MacVeigh was on his way to Fort Churchill, more than four hundred miles away.This is the loneliest journey in the world, the trip down from the solitary little wind-beaten cabin at Point Fullerton to Fort Churchill. That cabin has but one rival in the whole of the Northland— the other cabin at Herschel Island, at the mouth of the Firth, where twenty-one wooden crosses mark twenty-one white men’s graves. But whalers come to Herschel. Unless by accident, or to break the laws, they never come in the neighborhood of Fullerton. It is at Fullerton that men die of the most terrible thing in the world— loneliness. In the little cabin men have gone mad. The gloomy truth oppressed MacVeigh as he guided his dog team over the ice into the south. He was afraid for Pelliter. He prayed that Pelliter might see the sun now and then. On the second day he stopped at a cache of fish which they had put up in the early autumn for dog feed. He stopped at a second cache on the fifth day, and spent the sixth night at an Eskimo igloo at Blind Eskimo Point. Late en the ninth day he came into Fort Churchill, with an average of fifty miles a day to his credit. From Fullerton men came in nearer dead than alive when they made the hazard in winter. MacVeigh’s face was raw from the beat of the wind. His eyes were red. He had a touch of runner’s cramp. He slept for twenty-four hours in a warm bed without stirring. When he awoke he raged at the commanding officer of the barrack for letting him sleep so long, ate three meals in one, and did up his business in a hurry. His heart warmed with pleasure when he sorted out of his mail nine letters for Pelliter, all addressed in the same small, girlish hand. There was none for himself none of the sort which Pelliter was receiving, and the sickening loneliness within him grew almost suffocating.
Answer the following questions from the above passage-
Q1. Describe the journey between Point Fullerton to Fort Churchill?
Q2.What is the most terrible thing at Fullerton?
Q3.Where they stopped at the second, fifth, and ninth day of their journey?
Q4.Why MacVeigh slept for twenty -four hours in a warm bed without stirring?
Q5.What MacVeigh did when he woke up?
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