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Hold on, there! suddenly cried Hennessey.
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I've give yous the wrong letter. Here's yours. That one is for Mr. ----. Gimme it back!
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One moment, my boy! replied the
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General, hastily tearing open the envelope.
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Just one moment.
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Don't you take out dat letter! It ain't fer yous! expostulated the messenger.
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Here's your letter.
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General, with watering mouth, was already feverishly devouring a violet-colored note beginning,
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Darling Guy, his bulbous nose close to the paper and scenting scandal in every line --that is, he devoured it until, quite unexpectedly, the bantam squared off and proceeded to hand him a few
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human
No! says he. Bing!
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I'll teach you to read other people's letters! Bing!
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I'll show yous what yous'll get if yous violates de United States mail--see? Bing!
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Read Mr. ----'s letter, will yous? Bing!
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Not wit' me here--see? Bing! Bing!
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You white- haired old son of a printing-press!
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General's appearance at the conclusion of his drubbing was eminently satisfactory; and he forthwith exchanged his messenger's uniform for his Broadway regalia and a crisp one-hundred dollar bill. That is the only time, so far as I ever learned, that the
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General