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Show 20, anything so good. Every time Bill would take i t away the baby would y e l l , so Bill kept f i l l i n g up the cup"? propping him up and pouring i t down him u n t i l the can was empty.1 Then Bill thought. I'111 bet thist®i>y% never tasted canned milk before. His mother had probably brought these cans for emergency food i f she couldn't nurse him? Bill went over and counted the cans? There were eleven l e f t ? He pulled his suitcase out from under his bunk? He took out his clothes, lined the cans of milk up along the bottom of the suit case and carefully spread his sweaters and other things over them1? They might be worth more than gold come spring?** "And another thing-," he said aloud to the babyy "They won't be c a r t i n ' you off to the Indians-not as long as they're living in the shack I b u i l t ." Bill went to a shelf over by the stove and brought back a pan with high sides. He put i t on the table and poured some boiling water in i t from the tea k e t t l e and cooled i t down with water from the -water bucket? sloshing soap around in i t until i t f e l t just warm itihen he put his fingers in i t . Then he stripped the baby dowri? clasped '^^him under the arms with both hands, carried him over to the table and slowly lowered him into the water.5 To h i s surprise the baby wasn't f r i g h t e n e d at a l l . He slapped his hands on the water splashing u n t i l i t had wet the whole t a b l e top^" Bill started to soap him up, but the baby was s t i l l splashing and laughing and i t was hard to get under his arms?- B i l l ' s pants were getting wet in front, so he quickly t r i e d to rinse the soap off him, l e t him splash and |