Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley — Volume 10 by James Whitcomb Riley
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Three black orphants
All born together!' " We were dumb. "You can't guess nothin'!" she said half pityingly. "W'y, them's easy as fallin' off a chunk! First-un's a man named Fox, and he kilt his wife and chopped her head off, and they was a man named Wright lived in that neighberhood--and he was a-goin' home--and it was Saturd'y night--and he was a-comin' through the big woods--and they was a storm--and Wright he clumb a tree to git out of the rain, and while he was up there here come along a man with a dead woman--and a pickax, and a spade. And he drug the dead woman under the same tree where Mr. Wright was--so ever' time it 'ud lightnin', w'y, Wright he could look down and see him a-diggin' a grave there to bury the woman in. So Wright, he kep' still tel he got her buried all right, you know, and went back home; and then he clumb down and lit out fer town, and waked up the constabul--and he got a supeeny and went out to Fox's place, and had him jerked up 'fore the gran' jury. Then, when Fox was in court and wanted to know where their proof was that he kilt his wife, w'y, Wright he jumps up and says that riddle to the judge and all the neighbers that was there. And so when they got it all studied |
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