I said I believed it was.

"Well, no matter--don't want it this kind of weather. I know the man

that did it. I'll get him. Now, here is the way this stuff ought to be

written."

I took the manuscript. It was scarred with erasures and interlineations

till its mother wouldn't have known it if it had had one. It now read as

follows:

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