I'm ashamed of it, but I forgot.

And when I was goin' through the things up attic at my daughter's last Friday, seein' what I could find for the rummage sale at the church, I come across my old writin' desk, and in it was this very piece of paper with the address on it just as I wrote it down.

And me startin' for New York in three days! Barzilla, I swan to man, I believe something SENT me to that attic.' "I knew what sent him there and so did the church folks, judgin' by their remarks when the contribution came in.

But I was too much set back by the whole crazy business to say anything about that.
"'Look here, Jonadab Wixon,' I sings out, 'do you mean to tell me that we've got to put in the whole forenoon ransackin' New York to find a boy that run off twenty-two years ago ?' "'It won't take the forenoon,' he says.

'I've got the number, ain't I ?' "'Yes, you've got the number where he WAS.