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Show *?. Pretty soon the smell of bread baking and and meat frying f i l l e d the cabin. Each miner took a t i n plate to the stove and jabbed his fork into the steak he xjanted. Bill took the biscuits out of the oven and put the pan in the middle of the table. He piled liver on a plate he'd load heating on the warming oven and put i t on the table. When they'd finished the meat, he brought the coffee pot and honey jug over. The men poured the honey on t h e i r plates and dipped biscuits in i t and Bill filled their t i n coffee cups up again. The miners now did not looked so seriously into the corner x-rhere the baby slept but talked about their day's xrork; about timbering up the Dream mine the next morning, so they could get the young couple out and bury them in the l i t t l e graveyard a group of miners load made a couple of years ago. Eight miners had xrintered over a t the Dream mine in »56. A blizzard had come l a t e that year and only three had survived. Bill X'jas thinking hoxr he could get the rest of the deer carcass back tomorrox? xrithout leaving the baby alone. He couldn't take him, because the miners had left the horse and wagon a t the Dream Mine cabin. He gathered up the plates and cups, and xuashed them. He decided the only viay was to go for the meat before day-break and get back before the miners got up. S t i l l thinking about the work he had to do |