All I could see was two houses and the post office, and the
post office was so small that you could almost put your arm down the
chimney and open the front door. But, one thing sure, you could buy
everything you wanted in that post office. You could buy a plough or a
lollypop or anything. It smelled kind of like corn inside.
I got some lead sinkers and some crackers and a couple of chops for
Charlie Seabury, because it makes him thirsty to eat fish--that's what
he says. The man didn't have any mosquito dope, but there were some boxes
of fly paper on the counter and just happened to think that if we stayed
in our bivouac camp the next morning, it might be good to have some on
account of the flies at dinner time. So I bought a box full.
Then I said to the man, "I guess there are wild animals around here."
He said, "Wall, I reckon thar daon't be many no more. Yer ain't expectin'
ter catch 'em with fly paper, be yer?"
"Just the same," I told him, "I saw the tracks of one that must be big
enough to eat this whole village. You'd better put the village in the safe
before you go home. Safety first.
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