Cobwebs from an Empty Skull by Ambrose Bierce
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the remainder of my religious vow. I must put in a few seasons of
howling and leaping. You have been very good, but I no longer require your gentle ministrations." "But I require yours," replied the vine; "you have become a second nature to me. Let others indulge in the delights of gymnastic worship; you and I will 'surfer and be strong'--respectively." The devotee muttered something about the division of labour, and his bones are still pointed out to the pilgrim. XCVI. A fox seeing a swan afloat, called out: "What ship is that? I wish to take passage by your line." "Got a ticket?" inquired the fowl. "No; I'll make it all right with the company, though." So the swan moored alongside, and he embarked,--deck passage. When they were well off shore the fox intimated that dinner would be agreeable. "I would advise you not to try the ship's provisions," said the bird; |
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