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Hot-diggetty-dig! I wonder neow could it be them gluttonus birds they been pickin' the bones o' thet poor Simeon what disappeared 'raound this section o' kentry? Jack hinted like he kinder guessed the plug uglies had knocked him on the head, an' tossed his body over some big precipice. Gee whiz! it shore does gimme a bad feelin' to think thataways, 'specially since chances air we might be headin' straight along that same road aourselves.