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willin' to stop the yeller boys from crashin' Unc'
Sam's gates, but I don't crave the job o' sendin'
ocr>   the poor dicks along to their worshipped an-cestors,
fix>   the poor dicks along to their worshipped ancestors,
not me."

"Well, get a move on you, Perk, and let's have
the story of your fight--did he drop down, and
have it out with you on the water; or was he
circling above your head all the while?"

"If you'll take another squint at these bullet
marks, old hoss," said Perk, reproachfully,
"you'll see they passed along on the level. Yeah,
he was a square shooter I want to say and some
day I'm hopin' me'n Oscar c'n shake hands, since
the war's long past an' German is being taught
again in our public schools."

Then he launched forth in a graphic, if terse,
description of the remarkable battle that had so
recently taken place. The others listened with
intense interest, for if Perk did have a way of
cutting his sentences short and never going into
lengthy descriptions, nevertheless he made his
points tell, and kept his audience of three breathing
fast with the thrill they received.

"Now let's get a move on," Jack was saying
after Perk had finished the exciting description
of his adventure, "and go over all this mess of
cases, so these boys can give us a little document
to say how we turned over that number of boxes
ocr>   to their charge, together with the sloop. Me-
fix>   to their charge, together with the sloop. Mc-

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