ᎤᏍᏆᏙᎾ ᎧᏃᎮᏍᎬ ᎤᏃᎯᎸᏒ, ᎩᎳ ᎠᎬᏱ ᎠᏥᎸᏳᎵ ᎾᎥᏂ, ᏦᎳ ᏚᎦᏒᏍᏛ ᏃᎴ ᎤᏬᏗᎨ ᏫᏍᎩ, ᎨᏍᏗ ᏐᏉ ᎢᎧᏁᏨ ᏧᏃᎯᏎᎸ ᏱᎨᏎ ᏚᎵᏘᎾᎥ ᎤᏲᎰᏎᎸ ᏲᎾ, ᏍᎩᏴ ᎤᏒᎯ ᏥᎦᎷᎨ ᎤᏃᎯᎵᏙᎸ ᏁᏂᏏ ᏧᏃᎯᏎᎳ ᎡᏝᏪᎯ, ᎦᏂᏏ ᏓᏂᏅᎬ, ᏃᏥ ᏧᏩᏂᎦᏝᏅ ᎪᏒᏔᏅ, ᎤᏩᏄᎩᏣᏁ ᏃᎴ ᎤᎧᏛ ᎤᏍᎪᎵᏰᎡ ᏃᎴ ᏣᏁᎸᏔᏁᏗ ᎤᏬᏎᎴ, ᎯᎸᎢᏴ ᏍᎩᏉ ᎢᎦ ᎢᏓᏓᏔᎶᏍᎪ.
Charley concluded his hunting story by saying that until this night by the campfire with the tobacco smoke and brown whiskey, he had not spoken a word about his lost bear to any of his descendants but only whispered about it to Nancy the night of his return as they lay on their bed of hemlock boughs, and she held him and brushed his face with the big knuckles of her fingers and told him that he had tried but failed and sometimes that is all the victory we are allotted.