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When
the
truck
was
stopped
,
Mac
walked
around
it
.
"
Any
of
you
guys
ever
slaughter
a
cow
?
"
Jim
broke
in
,
"
My
old
man
was
a
slaughterhouse
man
.
I
can
show
’
em
.
My
arm
’
s
too
sore
to
hit
’
em
myself
.
"
"
O
.
K
.
,
"
said
Mac
.
The
farmer
had
walked
around
the
house
toward
them
.
Jim
asked
,
"
You
got
a
sledge
-
hammer
?
"
He
pointed
a
thumb
at
a
little
shed
that
sloped
off
the
barn
.
"
And
a
knife
?
"
"
Yah
.
I
got
goot
knife
.
You
give
him
back
.
"
He
walked
away
toward
the
house
.
Jim
turned
toward
the
men
.
"
Couple
of
you
guys
go
into
the
barn
and
bring
out
the
calf
first
.
He
’
s
probably
the
liveliest
.
"
The
farmer
hurried
back
carrying
a
short
-
handled
,
heavy
-
headed
hammer
in
one
hand
and
a
knife
in
the
other
.
Jim
took
the
knife
from
him
and
looked
at
it
.
The
blade
was
ground
away
until
it
was
slender
and
bright
,
and
the
point
was
needle
-
like
.
He
felt
the
edge
with
his
thumb
.
"
Sharp
,
"
the
farmer
said
.
"
He
’
s
always
sharp
.
"
He
took
the
knife
back
,
wiped
it
on
his
sleeve
and
reflected
the
light
from
it
.
"
Cherman
steel
.
Goot
steel
.
"
Four
men
came
running
out
of
the
barn
with
a
red
yearling
bull
calf
between
them
.
They
clung
to
a
rope
around
its
neck
and
steered
it
by
butting
it
with
their
shoulders
.
They
dug
their
heels
into
the
ground
to
stop
it
,
and
held
it
,
plunging
,
between
them
.
