The two saddle-horses and a team for carriage use had been shipped ahead.
The team was purely American—that is to say, almost human in its intelligence and docility.
Then six miles of macadamized road showed us that the team could move.
Peaceful stood beside the team, with the lines still in his hand.
A second and smaller sled was driven by Mit-sah, and to this was harnessed a team of puppies.
When Mit-sah cried out his command for the team to stop, White Fang obeyed.
In the time before he was made leader of the team, the pack had learned to get out of his way.
The wisest as well as strongest dog was the leader, and the team obeyed him and feared him.
They said no more; and though Ichabod went back to his team, it was not to work.
At that rate, the limiting grade for the team would be fifteen per cent.