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Show '•60. Bill brought Olaf a cup and put the bucket of xrater doxm by him. Olaf drank sloxrly. Bill opened the oven door. "Do you have any frost b i t e ." "Don't know. Better take Sunny's boots off and see if he has. He's snoring a l l ready." "Are you hungry Olaf?" Bill asked coming back from the l e a n - t o . "Bo, xre load cooked, meat but you knoxr meat alone xron't stay in you long enough to give you much strength. We had to pull that bear three times the distance because of the d r i f t s - t r a v e l l e d night and day. Late last night and early this morning the snoxr firmed up and xre made most of our time." "I'm sure thankful you made i t in tonight* Olaf. Little B i l l ' s got the sore throat and fever. I've needed your advice." "How bad is he Bill?" "Pretty bad, I got quinine doxm him about six this morning. Get some sleep. I'll xrake you if I have to." Bill slipped outside. The huge carcass of the bear rose up ghostly in the moonlight. Be carried an armload of xrood in and went back out xrith his kitchen knife; cut a long strip off the belly xrhere the sun had xrarmed the frozen flesh. It xras starting to stiffen up again, so he covered it xrith a blanket so it wouldn't freeze solid tonight. Bill washed the strip and put it on to boil xrith the |