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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: he sat on his bed in shirt and drawers, his back to me, I heard
his concluding words, "And the hat on his haid was the one mark
showed yu' he weren't a snappin'-turtle."
The anecdote met with instantaneous success, and I hurried away
into the dark. The next morning I was occupied with the chickens.
Two hens were fighting to sit on some eggs that a third was daily
laying, and which I did not want hatched, and for the third time
I had kicked Em'ly off seven potatoes she had rolled together and
was determined to raise I know not what sort of family from. She
was shrieking about the hen-house as the Virginian came in to
observe (I suspect) what I might be doing now that could be
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