masteris

Updated: May 14, 2025

"He's the masteris' dog I ever did see," said the minister, a tall, lank, brawny, dark-skinned man with gray eyes, sandy whiskers on the point of his chin, and clothes worn and faded. "Any plug tobaccer?" "A back load of it," said Berry, going into the store to wait on the minister.

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