On 8/5/05 11:12 AM, in article , "Wolfgang"
wrote:

"I don't know who you are," said I, as I
took off my coat and vest and piled them up on my fish basket, eager for the
fray. "You claim to own this farm, but it is my opinion that you are the
hired man, puffed up with a little authority. You can't order me off this
ground till you show me a duly certified abstract of title and then identify
yourself. What protection does a gentleman have if he is to be kicked and
cuffed about by Tom, Dick and Harry, claiming they own the whole State. Get
out! Avaunt! If you don't avaunt pretty quick I'll scrap you and sell you to
a medical college."

Most certainly a latter-day ROFFian!

Thanks, Wolfgang.

B