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Updated: May 12, 2025

He started off noisily, but turned to shout back through a cloud of dust: "Mind you don't let that snake come any o' his monkey-shines over you, John! Good-night!" The wagon rattled away down the lilac road, the driver's voice rising gaily, if jerkily, above its clatter: "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o! They broke the jam on the Gar-ry Rocks, And met a wat-e-ry grave!"

Mary Esther Miller MacGregor - Treasure Valley