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and false  teeth,  and  waterfall?;,  and  rats,  and  mice,  and  curled hair, and
                          men,  and  women,  and  little  boys— all  mixed  up  together.       You
                          couldn't tell  t'other  from which I
                            Old Jim  Pratt  he  went  down  among  the  rest;  and,  as  he  went,  the
                          toe of  his  skate  ketch ed  into that beautiful  braid  on  my  valler  petti­
                          coat,  and  in  less'n  a  minnit  tore  it  clear  off  and  wound  it  ;t11  among
                          the  understandings  of  all  the scrabbling people.
                            I  was  madder’ii  a  hatter!   I  riz  my  pole to  let  'em  have  some;  but
                          before  I  could  strike,  the  strain  on  that  illigaut  trimming  upsot  my
                          equalibrius,  and  down  I  went,  striking the  back  of  my  crannyrimi  so
                          hard,  that  for  a  minnit  I  thought  my  skull  bone  was  broke  clean
                          across [   It seemed  as if  I  could  bear  the;  rough  edges  grate  together.
                            Just  as  I was  a-rising to get  up,  along  come a  feller at  a  2.40  rate,
                          without  any  eyes  into  his  head,  I  expect, for he  didn't see  me  Sut
                          undertook  to  skate rite  over  me,  and  away  he  come,  head  fust,  onto
                          the  ice,  with  a  grunt that sounded  like  a pig’s when lie’s just gwitie to
                          sleep  after  eating  a  whole pail  of  swill.
                            I  grabbed  hold  of  his  coat-tail  to  hist myself up by,  and,  law  sake!
                          the  doth  parted  like  a cobweb,  and  left him  with  a  short  jacket  on,
                          and letting  me  back  onto the tee harder than  afore 1
                            Sam  Jellison  he arrived  jest at  this  minnit,  and  I  didn't say nothing
                          agin  his  helping  of  me.   I  felt as  if  T  was  nigh  about played  out.  He
                          esquacted  me  to the  shore,  with  all  that  blue braid  a-trailing  after  me.
                          And  when  Pd got breath,  he went  up  home with  me,  and  I  heard  him
                          kiss  Bets behind  the  pantry  door.   Wall,  wall,  young  folks  will  be?
                          young  folks,  and  ’taln't  110  use to  try to  hinder  'em.
                            I  was  so  sore  for a  week  that  .[ ■ couldn’t,  git  my  anus  to  my  head
                          without  screeching,  and  I  felt  all  over  as  if  I'd  been  onjinted  and
                         jined  onto  another person’s  understandings.
                            A s  soon  as  I  got  better,  though,  I let Sam  help me  larn,  and  I  can
                          skate the  master now.   You  never seed  the  beat!    Its  the  grandest
                          exercise !  and  so  healthy J   I ’ve  friz  both  of  my feet,  and  my  nose,
                          and  my  faec  has  mostly peeled,  and  I've  got the  runiatiz  treraenjous;
                          but I ’ve larned to skate,  and  what do I  keer [— Cl a r a -Augusta.
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