The Grinder Papers — page 276: what you’re looking at

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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 271 13 ‘‘Pa, your cowcumber has got horns and eyes,” and arrested on him arter ’twas on his fork. | What was sour we pitched intu the grass, and feelin’ refreshed continered our meandering. We came to several tombstones, one on ’em tu the memory 0” one Mr. S.C. Hiller with his head a-top ont. 1 asked Mr. Blinksop who he was, and he said he reckoned hed invented suthin’. Soonarter we arrived tu the flower garding. I hadan empty basket along, and sez 1: ‘“‘Now, I tell you what, Mr. Blinksop, the lady I’m residin’ with is anxious fur*tu hev a garding, and I'm goin’ tu take some slips and roots hum.” ‘‘I’m goin’ tu hev a boky,” sez she. So I borrers Mr. Blinksop’s knife, and she gets out her s scis- sors, and tu work we goes. I had a lot o’ petunys, and a dozen head o’ dew plant, and some rose-slips, when there was the awfullest yellin’, and up rushes two other men in gray, wavin’ their white gloves like mad. ‘What du you mean by this?” sez one. ‘‘Lor,” sez I, ‘‘I’m only takin’ a few o’ these here flowers hum,” ‘‘Air you crazy ?” sez he, “Air you P” sez I. He catches up the basket and begun stickin’ the roots back, and the other grabs me. I yelled murder. bP ‘“‘T'll arrest you,” sez he. Sez Mr. Blinksop, ‘‘Now don’t ye—there’s a good man. I co m Gomicbooks