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Read, Opie Percival, 1852-1939

"The Starbucks"

I happened to mention Jim because
fightin' was about the hardest temptation he had to give up, bein' a
Starbuck. But, Laz, the preacher over thar is good."
"How do you know?" Margaret struck in. "You went to sleep."
"Yes," said Jasper, "but he woke me up a time or two, and it takes a
putty good one to do that. The last feller they had over thar didn't; he
jest let me sleep an' dream--one day I dreamed I was a killin' of a wild
cat an' I come mighty nigh a breakin' up the meetin'. But this new man
is a high flyer, Laz. He chaws flat terbacker an' spits right out over
the dash-board." He took out his watch, shook it, held it to his ear,
and glancing at the clock on the mantle-piece, declared: "Either that
clock is a liar or this here watch can't tell the truth. I reckon I have
mo' trouble with time than anybody in the neighborhood. None of my
time-pieces can't git along with one another."
"What diffunce do that make?" Laz drawled. "The sun rises an' sets jest
like thar wan't no watches nur clocks. Wouldn't make no diffunce to me
ef thar wan't none.


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