Often as I had made camp back in the woods of Pennsylvania, the doing of it now was new. For this was not play, it was the real
thing, and It made the old camping seem tame. I took the saddle off Hal and tied him with my lasso, making as long a holter as possible. [..] Then I built a
fire, and while my supper was cooking Iscraped up a mass of pine-needles for a bed. Never had I sat down to a meal with such a sense of strange
enjoyment.
But when I had finished and had everything packed away and covered, my mind began to wander in unexpected directions. Why was it
that the twilight seemed to move under the giant pines and creep down the hollow? While I gazed the gray shadows deepened to black, and night
came suddenly. My campfire seemed to give almost no light, yet close at hand the flickering gleams played hide-and-seek among the pines and
chased up the straight tree trunks. The crackling of my fire and the light steps of the grazing mustangs only emphasized the silence of the forest.
Then a low moaning from a distance gave me a chill. At first I had no idea what it was, but presently i thought it must be the wind in the pines. It
bore no resemblance to any sound I had ever before heard in the woods. It would murmur from different parts of the forest; sometimes it would
Which element of the plot does the last paragraph represent?
1. the exposition
2. the conflict
3. the climax
4. the resolution
