The Skipper and the Skipped - Being the Shore Log of Cap'n Aaron Sproul by Holman (Holman Francis) Day
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"You can read it, and read it out jest as loud as you want to," said
the man, coming forward and putting a grimy finger on a paragraph displayed prominently on the folded sheet of newspaper. The Colonel took one look and choked. An officious neighbor grabbed away the paper when Ward made a sign as though to tuck it into his pocket. "I'll read it," said the neighbor. "Mebbe my eyesight is better'n yourn." Then he read, in shrill tones: "NOTICE TO BACHELORS "Unmarried maiden lady, smart and good-looking, desires good husband. Has two-hundred-and-thirty-acre farm in good state of cultivation, well stocked, and will promise right party a home and much affection. Apply on premises to Pharlina Pike, Smyrna." "I never--I never--dadrat the liar that ever wrote that!" screamed the spinster. "You see for yourself," said the man of the swollen nose, ignoring her disclaimer. "We're here on business, and expect to be treated like business men--or expenses refunded to us." But the Colonel roared wordlessly, like some angry animal, seized a pitchfork that was leaning against the side of the spinster's ell, and charged the group of suitors. His mien was too furious. They fled, and fled far and forever. |
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