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THE COUNTRY BOY
the floor. In a few minutes I fell again forward and slammed my hands again. By this
time that too had ceased to be a joke, as the ends of my fingers were throbbing as if they had hearts in them, and they were getting heavy to lug around, when an elderly lady, who had had some troubles of her own that afternoon, skated up to me and told me she thought perhaps we went at it too fast; so we were leaning against the wall talking over the scientific points of it, when I gave the audience a rare treat.
While leaning there talking, all at once my feet, that were close together, started and rolled out toward the middle of the room. I
