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The Widow

Some time, ago a man went climbing an icy mountain on his own, why? I don't what was on his mind maybe he was the type of a man who had no friends because he was eristic and
fed up with his wife, wanted to be alone.
His name, they found ,was Niels Berg, a German civil servant from Saxony and a stickler who did not tolerate misspellings
At the time he went on his journey, he was 38 years old.
Forty years later, he was found and it is interesting to see had
he lived he would have been 78 years old.
We don't know much about him only that he had been married
but his wife had left him since he could not resist correcting 
her when she spoke, which made her silent and a soundless woman is a dangerous woman.
His widow, a retired teacher, inherited the bank account that had never been closed and after forty years she came into a considerable amount of money.
Niels, had broken his ankle, but since  he was alone it was a death knell, (ask Margaret Mead) he died of frost
 When found, under an ice sheet, had a torn rope around his waist
On a stone, he had with a Swiss knife, tried to write a message to his wife and it read like this: “I love you because you are a good cook, he scratched out cook”
He tried again, but his fingers were cold, got as far as “I love you,” then along scratch
And we shall never know what Niels had intended to say.

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