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Show 101. the best shot and they'd leave Sunny in the cabin to calm L i t t l e Bill if the shooting scared him, because they'd have to work close to the cabin xrhen there xras a l u l l in the blizzard. The howling of the wind seemed to Bill more ruthless tonight. Sleep seemed possible, hoxrever, for everyone in the shack but him. The next morning xras overcast as they stepped outside in the raw cold xrind to slaughter the horse. Everything res frozen up-hard and brittle-but the xrind had eased a l i t t l e . The slaughter xrent fast, with Bill cutting the horse's throat quickly a f t e r Olaf's shot and Weasel's stepping up to catch the blood-all xrorking together to gut i t without a hitch. Bill brought the fresh xrarm l i v e r into the house about one in the afternoon. He cut i t in fourths, put one piece in cold reter, added a couple of carrots and the blood, and put i t on the back of the stove to boil gently. The other pieces of liver he wrapped separately to freeze. Weasel and Olaf came in saying the skinning was finished. Their hands looked blue with cold, and Sunny xrent out with Bill to help flay out the hide and hang the carcass, "I expected i t to be a lot heavier-guess i t was a small horse." Bill xras thinking." He had the same feeling that he had |