Both ride.

Big load for dogs.

We catch heem--sure!" "But our dogs!" persisted Wabigoon, his face still filled with doubt.
"They're completely bushed, and my leader has gone lame.

See how they're bleeding!" The huskies, as the big wolfish sledge-dogs of the far North are called, were indeed in a pitiable condition.

The warm sun had weakened the hard crust of the snow until at every leap the feet of the animals had broken through, tearing and wounding themselves on its ragged, knife-like edges.