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"Andthe state?"

"You bet they have"

"What do they say?"

"Say get off! But they won't let us settle on the o up in balloons But we hain't got no balloons Got to

!"

"Nor I, neither," admitted this man, with a sort of calm numbness of

discourage We don't hearon Hue and Cry till they co for

ot a house-bo't to

takeclams for

trawlers--sixty cents a bucket, shucked, and we can dig and shuck a

bucket a day, all hands turning to We won't starve But I pity the poor

critters that 'ain't got a house-bo't Looks like they'd need wings I

ain't worrying a mite, I say I had the best house on the island, and

the state has allowed a hundred and fifty dollars for it I consider I'm

well fixed"

The plutocrat of the unhappy tribe of Hue and Cry rose and stretched