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Say there! P'r'aps Some on you chaps Well, -no offense- Thar ain't no sense Jim was my chum That's why I come Lookin' for Jim. Thank ye, sir! You Ain't of that crew, - Blest if you are! Money? Not much: I ain't no such. Seein' it's you. Well, this yet Jim, - Did you know him? Jes' 'bout your size; Same kind of eyes; - Well, that is strange: Sick, for a change. Well, here's to us: The h- you say! That little cuss? What makes you star'. You over that? Can't a man drop 's glass in yer shop But you must r'ar? You and your bar. Poor - little - Jim, Why, that was me, Jones, and Bob Lee, Harry and Ben, - No-account men: Then to take him! Well, that - Good-bye. No more, sir - I - What's that you say? Why, dem it! - sho! - No? Yes! By Joe! Sold! Why, you limb, You ornery, Long-legged Jim. |