Samantha at the St. Louis Exposition

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1904
He showed 'em in a careless way as much as fifteen dollars in cash
Josiah's good nater returnin' with every mouthful he took
It is the big crowd that is surgin' through the Pike to and fro, fro and to
I hain't Theodore. I'm President of a Gas Company.
She laid her pretty head in my lap, sobbin' out, What shall I do? What shall I do?
Good land! I couldn't sort 'em out and describe them that passed by in an hour. Frontispiece
I had noticed for some time that Josiah Allen had acted queer. He would seem lost in thought anon or oftener, and then seemin'ly roust himself up and try to act natural.
And anon he would drag his old tin chest out from under the back stairway and pour over musty old deeds and papers, drawed up by his great-grandpa mebby.
He did this last act so often that I said to him one day, What under the sun do you find in them yeller old papers to attract you so, Josiah?
But he looked queer at me, queer as a dog, as if he wuz lookin' through me to some distant view that interested him dretfully, and answered evasive, and mebby he wouldn't answer at all.