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For the smoke be steam an' nothin' more But what hav' 'ee done wi' the En-gine?" And the firemen, by shouting it as heartily as the rest, robbed the epigram of all its sting. But the best of it, my dear Prince, was still to come.
"No, but we were all dreadfully sceared and covered with mud. I sat down by the en-gine till I got dry, and then I wrote my pome. I will repeat what I can to you, and what I can't I will write right off when I gets hum. Hold on hold on " he continued, beating his forehead with the back of his hand, as if to awaken the powers of memory "I have it now I have it now, 'tis tre-men-dous "
"'Why, yes, I says to him simple, 'you must mean the Depot Woods, I said. 'They're always kind o' haunted to me. I guess the little folks that come in the en-gine smoke live in there, I told him, smilin' because I was so glad. "I remember how su'prised he looked an' how his face lit up, like he was hearin' English in a heathen land. "'Upon my word, he says, still only half believin' in me.
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