The Grinder Papers — page 226: what you’re looking at

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THE GRINDER PAPERS. | 221 ** Fire !’”’ sez the doctor. ‘‘Murder! murder! murder! Thieves!” sez I. ‘* Perfesser has shot Mr. Brown, Esq. Help! help!” | We heerd the boarders rushin’ about. Soon they was down stairs. ‘‘Where air they?” sez one, ‘“Where air they?” sez another, ‘‘In here,” sez somebody. And they pulled the pantry door open. Then the hull horror oO our Sittuvation rushed upon me. ‘“What’s the matter?” sez one. ‘*Oh, it’s Miss Grinder,” sez another. Sez the doctor: ‘*Friends, this ain’t no time to explain. Murder has been done. Perfesser Huffin has assassernated Mr. Brown. : ‘‘And me the afflicted cause,” sez I. ‘‘Why didn't I take tew breads?” Mia The ladies was faintin’, the gentlemen standin’ stock-still, and me a-wringin’ my hands, when the windy opens, and in walks: the perfesser with his rifle, ‘‘Apprehend the murderer !” sez the doctor. But nobody liked tew tech him for fear he’d fire. He looks round, and sez: ‘*What on airth !” ‘‘Ah!” sez the doctor, ‘‘don’t dissemble, villain!” “Youve shot him,” sez I. ‘‘Weheerd you.” Sez he: ‘$I hope I hev.” : | EGomicboo cS €oO m