Practice Typing

He lay down in the snow, depositing the ptarmigan beside him, and with eyes peering through the needles of a low growing spruce he watched the play of life before him the waiting lynx and the waiting porcupine, each intent on life; and, such was the curiousness of the game, the way of life for one lay in the eating of the other, and the way of life for the other lay in being not eaten.