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Roughing It
Part 8.

CHAPTER LXXIII
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And no doubt there was not any done to speak of, because he was a man of that sort of build that incites to attention to business on the part of an employee.
He was fourteen or fifteen feet high.

When he stretched himself at full length on his lounge, his legs hung down over the end, and when he snored he woke the dead.

These facts are all attested by irrefragable tradition.
On the other side of the temple is a monstrous seven-ton rock, eleven feet long, seven feet wide and three feet thick.

It is raised a foot or a foot and a half above the ground, and rests upon half a dozen little stony pedestals.

The same old fourteen-footer brought it down from the mountain, merely for fun (he had his own notions about fun), and propped it up as we find it now and as others may find it a century hence, for it would take a score of horses to budge it from its position.


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