11/16 You might blast those roots with gunpowder and it would make no difference. And the suckers will grow faster than they're cut down. He'll have to sell the property, sir." "And the commissioner of agriculture said that was onion seed. Why didn't Coffin hunt _him_ with a shot-gun ?" "Yes, sir; and Mr.Potts's got pokeberry and silver maple growin' all over his place, too, and he's as mad as--Well, you just ought to hear him snortin' around town. He'll kill somebody, I'm afeard." Mr.Butterwick settled the difficulty with Coffin and Potts somehow, but he made up his mind to vote for another man for Congress at the next election. |