Uncle Josh's Punkin Centre Stories by Cal Stewart
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couldn't see the score, but I had it. Every
time I'd go to sot down I knowed jist exactly how the game stood. They hav a good many new fangled games now, but when they git anything that can beet a game of base ball with a billy goat fer a battery, durned if I don't want to see it. The Punkin Centre and Paw Paw Valley Railroad WONDERS will never cease--we've got a railroad in Punkin Centre now; oh, we're gittin' to be right smart cityfied. I guess that's about the crookedest railroad that ever wuz bilt. I think that railroad runs across itself in one or two places; it runs past one station three times. It's so durned crooked they hav to burn crooked wood in the ingine. Wall, the fust ingine they had on the Punkin Centre wuz a wonderful piece of masheenery. It had a five-foot boiler and a seven-foot whissel, and every time they blowed the whissel the durned old ingine would stop. Wall, we've got the railroad, and we're mighty proud of it; but we had an awful time a-gittin' it through. You see, most |
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