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away and I made a red streak back to her car, the
red Lolly Pop - we drove on in utter silence
and then she said Arch if you pick me
some flowers I'll kiss you, now the points in
his story were punchuated by an explosion of
air through his teeth like a blast from
a steam engine coulped [sic] with his deepchested
voice. To continue with the story, "I jumped
out of that buggy as cute as a mountain
goat in the spring time, rushed on the
mountain & was breaking Hickory saplings
tearing up honey suckle brush, came back
with my arms full of trash & pitched it
right in her lap, but I kissed her plumb
to Hot Springs & back, every time the
wheel turned over & I filled with the
most funny feelings.