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The Uphill Climb

CHAPTER I
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"I don't recollect ever licking a preacher before," he observed curiously.
Life, stale and drab since his eyes opened, gathered to itself the pale glow of awakening interest.

Ford rose painfully, inch by inch, until he was sitting upon the side of the bed, got from there to his feet, looked down and saw that he was clothed to his boots, and crossed slowly to where a cheap, flyspecked looking-glass hung awry upon the wall.

His self-inspection was grave and minute.

His eyes held the philosophic calm of accustomedness.
"Who put this head on me, Sandy ?" he inquired apathetically.

"The preacher ?" "I d' know.


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