
August 11th, 2005, 02:02 PM
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Wolfgang wrote:
JULY 13,---After two pages last night, I heard voices, and jumped up
with Jack. Miller and the Professor were landing from the boat. It
was bright eleven o'clock. "The ----- of a time to be traveling,"
growled King. They had climbed Yenlo the day before, eating
gophers--picket-pins, King calls them--while the 'skeets ate them....*
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Damn! THAT is good stuff!
Yes. Nicely written. Thanks.
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TL,
Tim
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