8/21 I'd starve to death if all men were like you." And Potts went away with a dim impression that he had injured Maginn rather more than Mr.Dingus. This is the deadest town I ever--Well, exceptin' Jim Busby's tumblin' off the market-house last month, there hasn't been a decent accident in this place since last summer. How'm I goin' to live, I want to know? There are murders and coal-oil explosions and roofs fallin' in--'most always somethin' lively to afford a coroner a chance. But here! Why, I don't get 'nough fees in a year to keep a poll-parrot in water-crackers. |