cane-man

Updated: July 17, 2025

"Now," said he, "if you don't promise, in five minutes, to never call me Rectus again, I'm going to paint one-half of your face black. I got this paint yesterday from the cane-man, on purpose." Oil-paint! I could smell it. "Now, you may be sure I'm going to do it," he said. Oh, I was sure! When he said he'd do a thing, I knew he'd do it. I had no doubts about that.

Frank Richard Stockton - A Jolly Fellowship