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Old man Avery hurried from the woods toward his camp, evidently excited. His daughter Swickey stood watching the black kitten Beelzebub play a clever but rather one-sided game with a half-dead field-mouse. As Avery saw the girl, he raised both hands above his head in a comical gesture of imprecation. "Swickey, thet bug-eatin' ole pork-thief's been at the butter ag'in!" "Why, Pop, thet's the second time he's done it!"
Old man Avery hurried from the woods toward his camp, evidently excited. His daughter Swickey stood watching the black kitten Beelzebub play a clever but rather one-sided game with a half-dead field-mouse. As Avery saw the girl, he raised both hands above his head in a comical gesture of imprecation. "Swickey, thet bug-eatin' ole pork-thief's been at the butter ag'in!" "Why, Pop, thet's the second time he's done it!"
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