Outing . which1? THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH 29 I heard him stop steering,gaze at the swamp shoreover the smother of white-caps, and began to figure uphis life insurance. Then heyelled back at me: Why didnt you tell mebefore? If I had, you wouldnthave come! Poor fool! he right! Well, Im ahead of thisnarrative again—turtle eggs,Old Pirate Folkses, pifflesacks, the Fountain, andeverything. Those last four hours wehustled—and made our outfit was snug in thebaggage car ahead. The last thing .hegot was a hypodermic syringe and somestuff to pump into a fellow when he wassnake-bitten
Outing . which1? THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH 29 I heard him stop steering,gaze at the swamp shoreover the smother of white-caps, and began to figure uphis life insurance. Then heyelled back at me: Why didnt you tell mebefore? If I had, you wouldnthave come! Poor fool! he right! Well, Im ahead of thisnarrative again—turtle eggs,Old Pirate Folkses, pifflesacks, the Fountain, andeverything. Those last four hours wehustled—and made our outfit was snug in thebaggage car ahead. The last thing .hegot was a hypodermic syringe and somestuff to pump into a fellow when he wassnake-bitten. And some sporting goodscatalogues, and a lot of Coast and Geo-detic surveys back to 79. He made meread all that as we came south; depart-mental stuff that no tired business manwho supports the Republic on his sugar,highballs, steel rails, ad valorem andotherwise, can make head or tail we rolled into New Orleans thenext day Hen was still catechizing me onthe depth of water off the Chandeleur.
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