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The
stew
was
delicious
,
and
it
was
very
good
apple
cider
.
Shadow
forced
himself
to
slow
down
,
to
chew
his
food
,
not
to
gulp
it
,
but
he
was
more
hungry
than
he
would
have
believed
.
He
helped
himself
to
a
second
bowl
of
the
stew
and
a
second
glass
of
the
cider
.
"
Dame
Rumor
says
that
you
’
ve
been
out
talking
to
all
manner
of
folk
,
offering
them
all
manner
of
things
.
Says
you
’
re
takin
’
the
old
folks
on
the
war
path
,
"
said
John
Chapman
.
Shadow
and
Whiskey
Jack
were
washing
up
,
putting
the
leftover
stew
into
Tupperware
bowls
.
Whiskey
Jack
put
the
bowls
into
the
snowdrifts
outside
his
front
door
,
and
put
a
milk
crate
on
top
of
the
place
he
’
d
pushed
them
,
so
he
could
find
them
again
.
"
I
think
that
’
s
a
fair
and
judicious
summary
of
events
,
"
said
Wednesday
.
"
They
will
win
,
"
said
Whiskey
Jack
flatly
.
"
They
won
already
.
You
lost
already
.
Like
the
white
man
and
my
people
.
They
won
.
And
when
they
lost
,
they
made
treaties
.
Then
they
broke
the
treaties
.
And
they
won
again
.
I
’
m
not
fighting
for
another
lost
cause
.
"
"
And
it
’
s
no
use
you
lookin
’
at
me
,
"
said
John
Chapman
,
"
for
even
if
I
fought
for
you
—
which
’
n
I
won
’
t
—
I
’
m
no
use
to
you
.
Mangy
rat
-
tailed
bastards
jes
’
picked
me
off
and
clean
forgot
me
.
"
He
stopped
.
Then
he
said
,
"
Paul
Bunyan
.
"
He
shook
his
head
slowly
and
he
said
it
again
.
"
Paul
Bunyan
.
"
Shadow
had
never
heard
two
such
innocuous
words
made
to
sound
so
damning
.
"
Paul
Bunyan
?
"
Shadow
said
.
"
What
did
he
ever
do
?
"
"
He
took
up
head
space
,
"
said
Whiskey
Jack
.
He
bummed
a
cigarette
from
Wednesday
and
the
two
men
sat
and
smoked
.
"
It
’
s
like
the
idiots
who
figure
that
hummingbirds
worry
about
their
weight
or
tooth
decay
or
some
such
nonsense
,
maybe
they
just
want
to
spare
hummingbirds
the
evils
of
sugar
,
"
explained
Wednesday
.
"
So
they
fill
the
hummingbird
feeders
with
fucking
NutraSweet
.
The
birds
come
to
the
feeders
and
they
drink
it
.
Then
they
die
,
because
their
food
contains
no
calories
even
though
their
little
tummies
are
full
.
That
’
s
Paul
Bunyan
for
you
.
Nobody
ever
told
Paul
Bunyan
stories
.
Nobody
ever
believed
in
Paul
Bunyan
.
He
came
staggering
out
of
a
New
York
ad
agency
in
1910
and
filled
the
nation
’
s
myth
stomach
with
empty
calories
.
"
"
I
like
Paul
Bunyan
,
"
said
Whiskey
Jack
.
"
I
went
on
his
ride
at
the
Mall
of
America
,
few
years
back
.
You
see
big
old
Paul
Bunyan
at
the
top
then
you
come
crashing
down
.
Splash
.
He
’
s
okay
by
me
.
I
don
’
t
mind
that
he
never
existed
,
means
he
never
cut
down
any
trees
.
Not
as
good
as
planting
trees
though
.
That
’
s
better
.
"
"
You
said
a
mouthful
,
"
said
Johnny
Chapman
.
