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Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip Are dug from the mines of canary; And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip With hogsheads of claret and sherry. So long as he lived, Spurlock knew that in fancy he would be reconstructing that scene between himself and Ruth's father. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. But indeed that is not at all a good description of her attitude. . .
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