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"Well, I guess it's about time you was askin' me that," she said, not unreasonably "If you'd asked me that in the first place, instead of actin' like you'd never been taught anything, and was only fit to associate with hoodlums, perhaps my time is of some value, ely counteracted by the strong expressiveness of her tone and manner, whichwith the lowest of her inferiors She went on, not pausing: "I thought being as I was related to you, and all the faoin' to haf to read your ole newspaper, anyway it'd be a good thing if as printed in it wasn't all a disgrace to the faot , she took the poenity held it forth to her cousin

"What's that?" Herbert inquired, not h of an editor to be suspicious

"It's a poeht to have it in your ole newspaper or not, but on account of the fauess I better Here, take it"

Herbert at once withdrew a few steps, placing his hands behind hiot time to read a lot o' nothin' in your ole hand-writin' that nobody can read anyhow, and then go and toil and ot work enough printin' rite for our newspaper our own selves! My goodness, Florence, I told you this isn't any child's play!"

For the moment, Florence appeared to be somewhat baffled "Well," she said "Well, you better put this poe in it that won't make everybody sick that reads it"

"I won't do it!" Herbert said decisively

"What you take us for?" his partner added

"All right, then," Florence responded "I'll go and tell Uncle Joseph and he'll take this printing-press back"

"He will not take it back I already did tell hi, and hoe just worried our lives out tryin' to keep you away He said he bet it was a hard job; that's what Uncle Joseph said! So go on, tell hiet your ole poem in our newspaper!"