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Show 179. Olaf said, "They couldn't t a s t e as good as they smell." "You're right Olaf. They're too heavy, even though I put some baking poxrder in them to make 'em come up f a s t . I ' ll have to dry out the flour." Bill sliced up some of the boiled meat and they put it betxreen t h e i r b i s c u i t s. Olaf said, "I believe I ' l l have another cup of your broth, if you've got enough? My stomachfe not ready for coffee. Ahhh guess I'm just done in." "I made gallons. Would you like me to help Sunny haul t h i s meat and broth in to Blue Burg. You xrere up a t four. I got a l i t t l e snooze xrhile you xrere gone." "Would seem good to get these boots off again, Bill, ' / i l l you bring me a bottle?" "Sure xrill if Jake's s t i l l got some." " I ' l l stretch out on your bunk,and then I ' l l hear L i t t l e Bill if he wakes up." Sunny and Bill each carried a water bucket full of soup and meat. Sunny carried the biscuits slung over his shoulder. Sunny xras out the door and travelling-too fast for Bill. He'd never seen t h i s country so beautiful mmdclean looking. Snow s t i l l covered everything. Pine branches bent under i t 's weight, and the long fluid unbroken whiteness gave everything a soft quiet look. The sun on his back res almost hot as he followed Sunny through the heavy xret snoxr, and the walking seemed to free him of the cabin, xrhere he'd xrorked and |
