 
 <prompt> text: ```CHAPTER XII 

FAYA 

Di light don dey dim, and Carrie put down her sewing and look around. A belt of yellow sky dey shine for top of di distant snow, but di valley dey dark and di pines dey roll for blurred masses up di hill. Thin mist dey waka commot from di deep hollow and Carrie shiver when cold wind shake di trees. She dey start to sabi di wilds, and now and then their strictness dey fear am. After some time, one red twinkle for di distance draw her eye and she turn go Jim. 

"Wetin be dat?" 

Jim look and frown. "Ah," he talk, "I bin dey think say our luck too good!" 

"But wetin be di light?" 

"A bush fire." 

Jake show di direction of di smoke from their cooking fire. As e dey usual, di valleys of British Columbia wey dey open to di west dey form channels for di Chinook wind from di Pacific, but sometimes dry, cold wind dey flow down go di coast. 

"E no go worry us unless wind change," he talk. "For dis country, however, wind dey change when you no want am, and e no dey safe to trust your luck too much. E be like say Nature don put up her sign for di mountains, dey warn white man make e no near." 

"But white men dey live for di mountains," Carrie argue. 

"Men wey strong. Dem gats fight to get space and then use di best tools wey other men fit make to hold di ground wey dem don win. We be scouts, dey carry axes, saws, and giant-powder, but di main body gats work together to defend their settlements with civilization heavy machines. E sure say e be hard country, and sometimes e dey fear me!" 

Numbered answers:```
 <response>: ```1. Jim.
2. sewing
3. one red light for far distance
4. "Fire for bush."
5. no
6. wind don change
7. go down go coast.
8. white man
9. no
10. axes, saws, and giant-powder
11. main body gats work together
12. no
13. cold
14. cooking``` 