A Maid of the Silver Sea by John Oxenham
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"Aw, now!" "Ouaie--a loan on farm, and me to join him, 'cause he couldn' do it without. 'And why?' I asked him." "Ah!" "An' he told me he was goin' to make a fortune out them silver mines." "Aw!" "Ouaie! He'd put in every pound he had and every shilling he earned. An' the more he could put in the more he would get out." "Aw!" "'But,' I said, 'suppos'n it all goes into them big holes and never comes out--'" "Aw!" "But he's just crazy 'bout them mines. Says there's silver an' lead, and guyabble-knows-what-all in 'em, and when they get it out he'll be a rich man." "Aw!" said Peter, nodding his head portentously, as one who had gauged the futility of earthly riches. He was a young man of large possessions but very few words. When he did |
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