"Quad's odds"; . lways send-ing her early strawberries and first vegetables. I fell in love with a fat girl once. I loved madly, becauseI was loving two hundred and seven pounds of girl. Shewas amiable, tender-hearted, good-natured and true, and Ithink she loved me. We were to be married in the fall,and I should probably have been one of the happiest ofhusbands, when an accident dashed my prospects. She fell overboard just as wewere about to leave thewharf on a steamboatexcursion. Four or five|g sailors plunged after,and they got a gang-plank under her, a cablearound her waist, and:-- --= ^ —
"Quad's odds"; . lways send-ing her early strawberries and first vegetables. I fell in love with a fat girl once. I loved madly, becauseI was loving two hundred and seven pounds of girl. Shewas amiable, tender-hearted, good-natured and true, and Ithink she loved me. We were to be married in the fall,and I should probably have been one of the happiest ofhusbands, when an accident dashed my prospects. She fell overboard just as wewere about to leave thewharf on a steamboatexcursion. Four or five|g sailors plunged after,and they got a gang-plank under her, a cablearound her waist, and:-- --= ^ — ?. _^=±li 5 towed her to the they rigged a derrick and lifted her out by sections,but they were so long about it that she took a severe cold,and the result was death. There were months and monthsafter that that I never could pass a load of hay withoutthinking of my lost Amanda and shedding tears; and evento this day I cant see an elephant or a rhinoceros withouther dear visage rising up before EPITAPHS AND SUCH. TOOK a walk through the cemetery yesterday, and Ihave been in a brown study ever since. Cushmanstombstone stands up there a foot above all the rest,and on it I read: Let us meet him in Heaven. I dont know who ordered that epitaph, but I used tolive beside Cushman. Manys the timeI kept him from pounding his wife whenhe was drunk, and I went bail for himwhen he stole a horse and wagon, andwas on the jury which sent him to StatePrison for stealing hay. He was killedin a saloon row, and if I ever meet himin Heaven I shall ask,him whetherhe climbed over the wall ortunneled under it. Davison has a very nice head-1\stone with a pair of claspedhands on it, and these words: iljlfc I was much aiFected at read- Too pure for earth. ing the lines, but I couldnt help but wonder if he repented 170
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