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Samantha at Saratoga by Marietta Holley
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moonlight night, I was tempted to, sorely tempted.

But I didn't, and they grew from day to day, till they wuz the
curiusest lookin' patch o' whiskers that I ever see. And when we
sot out for Saratoga, they wuz jest about as long as a shavin'
brush, and looked some like one. There wuz no look of a
class-leader, and a perfesser about 'em, and I told him so. But
he worshiped 'em, and gloried in the idee of goin' afar to show
'em off.

But the neighbors received the news that we wuz goin' to a
waterin' place coldly, or with ill-concealed envy.

Uncle Jonas Bently told us he shouldn't think we would want to go
round to waterin' troughs at our age.

And I told him it wuzn't a waterin' trough, and if it wuz, I
thought our age wuz jest as good a one as any, to go to it.

He had the impression that Saratoga wuz a immense waterin' trough
where the country all drove themselves summers to be watered. He
is deef as a Hemlock post, and I yelled up at him jest as loud as
I dast for fear of breakin' open my own chest, that the water got
into us, instid of our gettin' into the water, but I didn't make
him understand, for I hearn afterwards of his sayin' that, as nigh
as he could make out we all got into the waterin' trough and wuz
watered.

The school teacher, a young man, with long, small lims, and some
pimpley on the face, but well meanin', he sez to me: "Saratoga is
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