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Title
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Dundy, Hitchcock, Redwillow, Furnas Counties, 1912
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Date
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1912
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Creator
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Frank Shoemaker
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Description
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Sandhills Narratives
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Identifier
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321301-191
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Transcription
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15 did not promise much of interest, so I loafed around town until a freight train came along in the afternoon, when I rode to McCook . This is, I believe, the first ride I have had in a caboose within a dozen years, and I rather enjoyed the experience. It was entertaining to look out through the stingy port-holes, and to wonder just what curse holds cabooses beyond the reach of evolutionary processes which get in their work on everything else. I very much doubt if one nail or plank of variation from the original perfect caboose has occurred in all these decades. But the caboose was made glorious by the presence of a returned Ulysses; one who had parted with his holdings hearabouts these three years agone and wandered into the remote northwest to till its soil, and was now returned with tidings. Truly the long-bow is a wondrous weapon when its clothyard shafts are drawn to the head by a master-bowyer: and here was one indeed. The particular region of which he spoke I know sufficiently to appreciate most of the points where it was evident that “the narrow partition between his memory and his imagination had broken down,” and I had really a most pleasant ride, listening to this Marco Polo. His auditors were two neighbors of former days, and he was trying to sell them some lands out yonder because he had too much. The price had descended from $50 to $15 before they passed out of my life at McCook . All of this information came perforce, since the trio had the farmer’s habit of yelling instead of talking, and every word carried triumphantly over the creaks and groans of the red caboose.
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Rights
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