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English Ўзбек
yukon юкон
The trail led along the frozen breast of the Yukon. At the end of four hours he came around a bend and entered the town of Minto. It was perched on top of a high earth bank in the midst of a clearing, and consisted of a road house, a saloon, and several cabins. He left his sled at the door and entered the saloon. Йўл Юконнинг муз ўзанидан ўтарди. Тўрт соатдан сўнг дарёнинг бурилишигача етиб олди, айланиб ўтиб, Минтога кириб келди. Моргансон чанани ташқарида қолдириб, қовоқхонага кирди.
At the end of half-an-hour, Morganson said good-bye and left the saloon. He put his galled shoulder to the haul-rope and took the river-trail south. An hour later he halted. An inviting swale left the river and led off to the right at an acute angle. He left his sled and limped up the swale for half a mile. Between him and the river was three hundred yards of flat ground covered with cottonwoods. He crossed the cottonwoods to the bank of the Yukon. The trail went by just beneath, but he did not descend to it. South toward Selkirk he could see the trail widen its sunken length through the snow for over a mile. But to the north, in the direction of Minto, a tree-covered out-jut in the bank a quarter of a mile away screened the trail from him. Ярим соат ўтгач, Моргансон қовоқхона соҳиби билан хайр-хўшлашиб,йўлга чиқди. Қийилиб кетган елкасига арқонни ташлаб, дарё ўзани бўйлаб югургилаб чўзилган чана изидан жануб томон юрди. Бир соат ўтар-ўтмас тўхтади. Ўнгдан дарёга кичкина дара туташганди. Моргансон чаналарни тўхтатиб, оқсоқлана-оқсоқлана дара бўйлаб ярим милча юрди. Бу ердан дарёгача уч юз ярд бор экан. Олдинда тераклар қоплаган тубанлик. Моргансон теракзор оралаб Юкон дарёси томон юрди. Йўл қарийб дарё ёқасигача чўзилган экан. Моргансон у ёққа тушиб ўтирмади. Селкеркка кетаверишдаги қор босган жанубий йўл чаналар изига тўлиб кетган, олдинда яна бир чақиримча масофа кўзга ташланарди. Шимолий, Минто йўналишидаги йўлни эса тахминан чорак милгача ўрмон қоплаб олганди.
In the morning, as soon as he got up, he drew on his mittens, pulled the flaps of his cap down over his ears, and crossed through the cottonwoods to the Yukon. He took his rifle with him. As before, he did not descend the bank. He watched the empty trail for an hour, beating his hands and stamping his feet to keep up the circulation, then returned to the tent for breakfast. There was little tea left in the canister--half a dozen drawings at most; but so meagre a pinch did he put in the teapot that he bade fair to extend the lifetime of the tea indefinitely. His entire food supply consisted of half-a-sack of flour and a part-full can of baking powder. He made biscuits, and ate them slowly, chewing each mouthful with infinite relish. When he had had three he called a halt. He debated a while, reached for another biscuit, then hesitated. He turned to the part sack of flour, lifted it, and judged its weight. "I'm good for a couple of weeks," he spoke aloud. "Maybe three," he added, as he put the biscuits away. Субҳи содиқда Моргансон қўлқопини кийиб, қулоқчинини бостириб, Юкон томон йўл солди. Елкасида милтиқ. Бугун ҳам пастга тушмади. Нақ бир соат кимсасиз йўлни кузатди, қизиш мақсадида депсиниб, кафтини кафтига уриб турди. Кейин нонушта қилгани чодирга қайтиб келди. Тунука қутидаги қуруқ чой ҳам оз қолибди, беш дамламга етади. Декчасига бир чимдимгина чой ташлади. Бор-йўқ озиқ-овқат захираси ярим қопчиқ ун-у оғзи очилган қутидаги хамиртурушдан иборат эди. Моргансон печ устида нон пишириб, шошмасдан нонуштага ўтирди. Ҳар бир луқмадан лаззатланиб тановул қилди. Учта нонни паққос тушириб, тўртинчисига қўл чўзди-ю иккиланиб қолди; қопчиқни кўтариб салмоқлаб кўрди. “Икки ҳафтага етади”, – деди овоз чиқариб ўзига ўзи. Кулчаларни нарироқ суриб: “Балки, уч ҳафтага ҳам етар”, деб қўшиб қўйди.

THE LEAGUE OF OLD MEN
At the Barracks a man was being tried for his life. He was an old man, a native from the Whitefish River, which empties into the Yukon below Lake Le Barge. All Dawson was wrought up over the affair, and likewise the Yukon-dwellers for a thousand miles up and down. It has been the custom of the land-robbing and sea- robbing Anglo-Saxon to give the law to conquered peoples, and ofttimes this law is harsh. But in the case of Imber the law for once seemed inadequate and weak. In the mathematical nature of things, equity did not reside in the punishment to be accorded him. The punishment was a foregone conclusion, there could be no doubt of that; and though it was capital, Imber had but one life, while the tale against him was one of scores.

ОҚСОҚОЛЛАР ИТТИФОҚИ
Казарма биносида ҳаёт-мамот масаласи ҳал бўлаётган бир одамни суд қилишарди. Бу – Оқбалиқ дарёси соҳилларидан келган чол эди. Чолнинг кўрилаётган иши бутун Доусонни оёққа турғизди, нафақат Доусонни, балки оқим бўйлаб иккала томонга минглаб чақиримларга чўзилган Юкон ўлкасини-да жунбушга келтирди. Денгизда қароқчилар, қуруқликда талончилар айшини сураётган бир замонда англосакслар аллақачонлар итоаткор халқлар ҳаётига қонунни сингдириб бўлишганди ва бу қонун шафқациз эди. Лекин Имбернинг ишига келганда қонун илк дафъа мурувватли бўлиб кўринди. Бу қонун оддий ҳисоб-китоб нуқтаи назаридан қаралганда мутлақ жиноят билан тенглаша оладиган бунақанги жазони мўлжалламаганди. Жиноятчи олий жазога маҳкум, бунда иккиланишга ўрин йўқ асло; бироқ жазо қатл билан якунланса-да Имбер бор-йўғи ўзининг бошини кундага қўя оларди, холос; бўйнида эса кўпларнинг ҳаёти қарз бўлиб қолаётганди.


But more mysterious still was the coming of Imber to Dawson to give himself up. It was in the late spring, when the Yukon was growling and writhing under its ice, that the old Indian climbed painfully up the bank from the river trail and stood blinking on the main street. Men who had witnessed his advent, noted that he was weak and tottery, and that he staggered over to a heap of cabin-logs and sat down. He sat there a full day, staring straight before him at the unceasing tide of white men that flooded past. Many a head jerked curiously to the side to meet his stare, and more than one remark was dropped anent the old Siwash with so strange a look upon his face. No end of men remembered afterward that they had been struck by his extraordinary figure, and forever afterward prided themselves upon their swift discernment of the unusual.

Бироқ энг катта жумбоқ шу бўлдики, Имбернинг ўзи Доусонга – одил суд ҳукмига бош эгиб келди. Баҳорнинг охирроғида, Юкон ўзининг муз кишанларини ечишга уриниб ҳайқириб-бўкирганда мўйсафид ҳинду муз устидаги йўлидан бурилди-да, қирғоқ тепалигидан амал-тақал ўтди ва саросима ичида шоҳкўчада тўхтади. Чолга кўзи тушганларнинг бари пайқашдики, у анчайин кучдан қолган. У гандираклаб ёғоч уюмига етиб борди-да, чўкди. Ён-веридан ўтиб кетаётган оқ танлиларнинг адоқсиз оқимига разм солганча уззукун шу ерда ўтирди. Кўпчилик унга қараш учун бот-бот ўгирилишар, ғалати афт-ангорли бу кекса сиваш баъзиларни ўйга толдирарди. Кейинчалик ўнлаб кишилар ҳиндунинг ғайриқиёфаси уларни ҳайратга солганини эслаб, кун бўйи зийракликларидан гердайиб юришди.