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the edge of the deep snow； Bilgee had Chen and Yang spread one of the rolls of felt over the crusty snow； then asked Yang； the heavier of the two； to see if it could sustain his weight。 It was like a gigantic skateboard。 Yang stepped onto the felt； drawing crunch—ing sounds from the snow under it； but no signs of danger。 He jumped up and down。 The felt sank beneath his feet slightly but not perilously。 The old man quickly made him stop。 “Don’t do that when we’re out on the deep snow。 If you break through the felt； you’ll bee a frozen gazelle yourself； and that’s no joke。 Now then； Chen Zhen is lighter than you； so I’ll go dig out a couple of gazelles with him。 After that； you two can go out on your own。”
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狼圖騰（英文版）3（8）
Yang jumped off and helped the old man onto the felt。 Chen fol—lowed。 The felt easily withstood the weight of the two men and looked as if it would hold up under the added weight of a couple of gazelles。 Once they were steady； they dragged up the second roll of felt and laid it out in front of the one they were standing on。 They squared the two pieces and then stepped onto the second piece。 After laying down the hooked pole； they repeated the process； moving the first piece out in front of the second。 This they did over and over； as if piloting a pair of felt boats； gliding toward a living gazelle。
At last； Chen Zhen was aboard one of those marvelous creations； which grassland inhabitants had devised to transport themselves across the snow and avoid calamitous blizzards。 Countless Mongol herdsmen had ridden these boats over the millennia； escaping the snowy abyss and rescuing vast numbers of sheep and dogs。 It had also allowed them to drag out victims of hunts by wolves and humans and to claim spoils of war aband
