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"I--eh--ain't no great shakes of an--eh--orator," he began,

apologetically, waving one hand toward his gasping rival, "like

Mr--eh--Moffat I can't sling words round--eh--reckless, like

the--eh--gent what just had the floor, ner--eh--spout poetry, but I

reckon--eh--I kin git out--eh--'bout what I got to say Mr Moffat

has--eh--told you what the--eh--Bachelor Miners' Club--eh--has been

a-doin' He--eh--spread it on pretty blame thick, but--eh--I reckon

they ain't--eh--all of 'em miners round this yere--eh--camp As

the--eh--president of the--eh--Cattle

Circle, I aht

token--eh--of our estee per Mr Moffat, "eh--to

participate in this--eh--lorious occasion"

He stepped forward, and dropped into Miss Spencer's lap a s, and, as the lid

flew open, the brilliant flash of a dia at it, unable for the e burst into an unrestrained murmur of admiration, and the

sound served to arouse her

"Oh, how beautiful it all is!" she exclaimed, rapturously "I hardly

knohat to say, or who so

perfectly splendid before It makes me cry just to remember that it is

all done for entlenificent reception I