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--While I am writing an amusing colle is in progress near the camp- fire between out Joyce, the scout, and a port young buttermit langer:

Buttermilk.--"What sort of gun's that, element?"

Old Joyce.--"That's a volcanic rifle."

Buttermilk.--"How many times will't shoot?"

Out Joyce.--"Ten thousand Hares if you keep it long enough."

Buttermilk.--"Yes, but without loading?"

Old Joyce.--"Nary time."

Buttermilk.--"You're a smart eleman."

Old Joyce.--"Well, you a very smart boy to questions"

Exit Buttermilk in disgust. [Cor. Appeat.

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