Whirligigs by O. Henry
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XX. A CHAPARRAL CHRISTMAS
XXI. A LITTLE LOCAL COLOUR XXII. GEORGIA'S RULING XXIII. BLIND MAN'S HOLIDAY XXIV. MADAME BO-PEEP, OF THE RANCHES I THE WORLD AND THE DOOR A favourite dodge to get your story read by the public is to assert that it is true, and then add that Truth is stranger than Fiction. I do not know if the yarn I am anxious for you to read is true; but the Spanish purser of the fruit steamer _El Carrero_ swore to me by the shrine of Santa Guadalupe that he had the facts from the U. S. vice-consul at La Paz--a person who could not possibly have been cognizant of half of them. As for the adage quoted above, I take pleasure in puncturing it by affirming that I read in a purely fictional story the other day the line: "'Be it so,' said the policeman." Nothing so strange has yet cropped out in Truth. |
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