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But no. He yust sit shut oop like ant neffer say von sinkle vord. An' here she coom my prewery, my saloon, my county seat, an' all in vonce." Hans would laugh till the tears ran down his rough red cheeks. Then blowing his nose like a blast against the walls of Jericho he would add: "Yon Yacob go back to Cincinnati. Doc Carey, he come Vest an' locate again right here.
He run me off my saloon in ol' Carey Crossin'; my prewery goin' smash mit der damned prohibittery law; he growin' rich in Careyville, an' me!" His voice rose to a shriek and he stamped his foot in rage. "Hold your noise, Wyker!" Champers growled. "Don't you know who's on the other side of that partition?" "I built that partition mineself. It's von dead noise-breaker," Wyker began.
"Yah, I be. But von day I pull a lot of strinks at vonce. I pull der county seat locate to Pig Wolf Creek, an' I put up mine prewery here mit water power here vot dey vassent not at Carey's Crossing. An' der railroat comin' by dis way soon, I know. I do big business two times in vonce. I laugh yet to tink how easy Yon Yacob fall down. If Yon Yacob say so he hold Carey's for der county seat.
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