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"
It
don
’
t
start
until
the
day
the
klunker
hits
the
ice
,
"
said
Hinzelmann
.
He
looked
out
of
Shadow
’
s
window
toward
the
lake
.
"
Cold
out
there
.
Must
have
dropped
fifty
degrees
last
night
.
"
"
It
happened
really
fast
,
"
agreed
Shadow
.
"
We
used
to
pray
for
freezes
like
this
back
in
the
old
days
,
"
said
Hinzelmann
.
"
My
daddy
told
me
.
When
the
settlers
were
first
coming
into
these
parts
,
farming
people
and
lumber
people
,
long
before
ever
the
mining
people
came
out
,
although
the
mines
never
really
happened
in
this
county
,
which
they
could
have
done
,
for
there
’
s
iron
enough
under
there
…
"
"
You
’
d
pray
for
days
like
this
?
"
interrupted
Shadow
.
"
Well
,
yah
,
it
was
the
only
way
the
settlers
survived
back
then
.
Weren
’
t
enough
food
for
everyone
,
and
you
couldn
’
t
just
go
down
to
Dave
’
s
and
fill
up
your
shopping
trolley
in
the
old
days
,
no
,
sir
.
So
my
grampaw
,
he
got
to
thinking
,
and
when
a
really
cold
day
like
this
come
along
he
’
d
take
my
grammaw
,
and
the
kids
,
my
uncle
and
my
aunt
and
my
daddy
—
he
was
the
youngest
—
and
the
serving
girl
and
the
hired
man
,
and
he
’
d
go
down
with
them
to
the
creek
,
give
’
em
a
little
rum
-
and
-
herbs
drink
,
it
was
a
recipe
he
’
d
got
from
the
old
country
,
then
he
’
d
pour
creek
water
over
them
.
Course
they
’
d
freeze
in
seconds
,
stiff
and
blue
as
so
many
popsicles
.
He
’
d
haul
them
to
a
trench
they
’
d
already
dug
and
filled
with
straw
,
and
he
’
d
stack
’
em
down
there
,
one
by
one
,
like
so
much
cordwood
in
the
trench
,
and
he
’
d
pack
straw
around
them
,
then
he
’
d
cover
the
top
of
the
trench
with
two
-
b
’
-
fours
to
keep
the
critters
out
—
in
those
days
there
were
wolves
and
bears
and
all
sorts
you
never
see
any
more
around
here
,
no
hodags
though
,
that
’
s
just
a
story
about
the
hodags
and
I
wouldn
’
t
ever
stretch
your
credulity
by
telling
you
no
stories
,
no
,
sir
,
—
he
’
d
cover
the
trench
with
two
-
b
’
-
fours
and
the
next
snowfall
would
cover
it
up
completely
,
save
for
the
flag
he
’
d
planted
to
show
him
where
the
trench
was
.
"
Then
my
grampaw
would
ride
through
the
winter
in
comfort
and
never
have
to
worry
about
running
out
of
food
or
out
of
fuel
.
And
when
he
saw
that
the
true
spring
was
coming
he
’
d
go
to
the
flag
,
and
he
’
d
dig
his
way
down
through
the
snow
,
and
he
’
d
move
the
two
-
b
’
-
fours
,
and
he
’
d
carry
them
in
one
by
one
and
set
the
family
in
front
of
the
fire
to
thaw
.
Nobody
ever
minded
except
one
of
the
hired
men
who
lost
half
an
ear
to
a
family
of
mice
who
nibbled
it
off
one
time
my
grampaw
didn
’
t
push
those
two
-
b
’
-
fours
all
the
way
closed
.
Of
course
,
in
those
days
we
had
real
winters
.
You
could
do
that
back
then
.
These
pussy
winters
we
get
nowadays
it
don
’
t
hardly
get
cold
enough
.
"
"
No
?
"
asked
Shadow
.
He
was
playing
straight
-
man
,
and
enjoying
it
enormously
.
"
Not
since
the
winter
of
’
49
and
you
’
d
be
too
young
to
remember
that
one
.
That
was
a
winter
.
I
see
you
bought
yourself
a
vee
-
hicle
.
"
"
Yup
.
What
do
you
think
?
"
