Shapes of Clay by Ambrose Bierce
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From the Antarctic Sea git up an' shine?
Or did you drive a bull team 'all the way From Pike,' with Mr. Joseph Bowers?--say! "Was you in Frisco when the water came Up to Montgum'ry street? and do you mind The time when Peters run the faro game-- Jim Peters from old Mississip--behind Wells Fargo's, where he subsequent was bust By Sandy, as regards both bank and crust? "I wonder was you here when Casey shot James King o' William? And did you attend The neck-tie dance ensuin'? _I_ did not, But j'ined the rush to Go Creek with my friend Ed'ard McGowan; for we was resolved In sech diversions not to be involved. "Maybe I knowed you; seems to me I've seed Your face afore. I don't forget a face, But names I disremember--I'm that breed Of owls. I'm talking some'at into space An' maybe my remarks is too derned free, Seein' yer name is unbeknown to me. "Ther' was a time, I reckon, when I knowed Nigh onto every dern galoot in town. That was as late as '50. Now she's growed Surprisin'! Yes, me an' my pardner, Brown, Was wide acquainted. If ther' was a cuss |
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