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Show 86. him. Changin' a baby over that young from mother's milk to meat and bread-could have gone the other way." "I've poured gallons of broth into him, and speaking of pouring let's have a fresh pot of coffee this Christmas Eve, Bill said, walking over to the cupboard. Olaf said. "Won't be Christmas for me without a drink and I don't mean coffee." Well now I've a little cooking brandy. Bought it at Sutter-ville two or three summers ago. John Sutter makes it from wild grapes." "Bill I didn't know you had any liquor or I'd been hunting it down." Olaf said. Bill poured a little in a cup saying, "I'll save a little for the cake tomorrow-keeps it from drying out." Bill handed the bottle and a tin cup to Olaf. He poured some in the cup and took a srellow. "Ummmm-umph! I can just tell it's going to keep this child from dryin* out completely this Christmas Eve!" Olaf took another long swallow before he passed it to Sunny, "Fine brandy, fine brandy. Try a little Sunny." "I'm waiting for the coffee with lotsa honey in it." Olaf, do you think Weasel's all right? Would some of this brandy in a little hot water be good for him?" "Naaa. Let him sleep it off-needs rest more'n anything. He's asleep-let *im alone." The room grew dark, and still they sat around the |