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I'm sick of the whole business and I've lost my hat; wish to God I'd never dreamed of givin' this rotten fool dance. Clutter the whole place up with a lot of feemales. I sure did lose my presence of mind when I got THAT idea." Then, ignoring the fact that it was he, himself, who had called the young men to him, he added: "Well, this is my busy day. Sorry I can't stop and talk to you longer."
There was a fine way for a man to waste his time and his good money, lally gagging with a lot of feemales. No, thank you; none of it in HIS, if you please. Once only he had an affair a timid, little creature in a glove-cleaning establishment in Sacramento, whom he had picked up, Heaven knew how.
Then abruptly he had lost patience with himself for being so occupied with the subject, raging and furious with all the breed of feemales a fine way for a man to waste his time. He had had his experience with the timid little creature in the glove-cleaning establishment in Sacramento. That was enough. Feemales! Rot! None of them in HIS, thank you.
A spark of suspicion flickered up in his mind. Did not her manner imply, vaguely, an invitation? One never could tell with feemales. That was why she was talking so much, no doubt, holding him there, affording the opportunity. Aha! She had best look out, or he would take her at her word. "Oh, I had forgotten," suddenly exclaimed Hilma, "the very thing I wanted to show you the new press.
"I didn't know what kind of a girl you were I mean, I made a mistake. I thought it didn't make much difference. I thought all feemales were about alike." "I hope you know now," murmured Hilma ruefully. "I've paid enough to have you find out. I cried you don't know. Why, it hurt me worse than anything I can remember. I hope you know now." "Well, I do know now," he exclaimed.
Yet the two never met without a mutual pleasure, taking a genuine interest in each other's affairs, and often putting themselves to great inconvenience to be of trifling service to help one another. As a last characteristic, Annixter pretended to be a woman-hater, for no other reason than that he was a very bull-calf of awkwardness in feminine surroundings. Feemales! Rot!
Feilds Creek on Stard. Side in a high bottom Covered with low Ash and elm. the Musquetors excessively troublesom. I have noticed a great preportion Buck Elks on this lower part of the river, and but very few above. those above which are emencely noumerous are feemales Generally.
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