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I' b'en a-kindo' "musin'," as the feller says, and I'm / About o' the conclusion that they hain't no better / time, / When you come to cipher on it, than the times we ust to / know / When we swore our first "dog-gone-it" sorto' solum-like / and low!
You git my idy, do you? -- LITTLE tads, you understand -- / Jest a-wishin' thue and thue you that you on'y wuz a / MAN. -- / Yit here I am, this minit, even sixty, to a day, / And fergittin' all that's in it, wishm' jest the other way!