john9221
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n the little finger. I
don't know ef ther ever was anythin'. I've worried myself sick over it. I
be'n diggin' and diggin' day in and day out Till Clarence ketched me at it.
OhI know'd real well what you all thoughtAn' I ain't sayin' you're not
rightBut I ain't goin' to end in no county 'sylum If I c'n help it. The
shiv'rin' fits come on me sudden like. I know 'emdon't you trouble. I've
fretted considerable about the 'sylumI guess I be'n frettin' all the time I
ain't be'n diggin'. But anyhow I can't dig to Chicagocan I? Thank you
Mis' PriestI'm better now. I only dropped in in passin'. I'll jest be
steppin' along down to French's. NoI won't be seein' nobody in the
mornin'It's a pretty early start. Don't you stand therMis' PriestThe
wind'll blow yer lamp outAn' I c'n see easyI got aholt o' the gate now. I
ain't a mite tiredthank you. Good-night.
The Grocery
HulloAlice!
HulloLeon!
SayAlicegi' me a couple O' them
two for five cigarsWill yer?
Where's your nickel?
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close [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Can't trust a fellercan yer.
Trust you [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Why What you owe this
store Would set you up in business. I can't think why Father 'lows it.
Yer
Father's a sight more neighbourly Than you byilai:
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