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A Bit Too Quick.

" The toughest man I had to interview, said a reporter, "was a big fellow. Why, ho stood eight *eet " "Oh, hold on!" cr ied the others in a heSt.'" m d ° WD a little onthat

wri£s t^$ y ? n . nothin K but the tiuthile stood eight feet six " " Now ' ■« here !" exclaimed one of the party. lou can't stuff that lie down our throats, and there's no use trying it " "? f yo« will be kind enough to Wait till I finish you will all acknowledge that I am telling nothing but what is perfectly plausible. The man stood eight feet six laches "

"Oh, get out'" "Eight feet six inches away from me when he talked," concluded the reporter with a calm smile, as he walked off mM the groans of his listeners.

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A Bit Too Quick., Evening Star, Issue 8036, 12 October 1889, Supplement

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A Bit Too Quick. Evening Star, Issue 8036, 12 October 1889, Supplement

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