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Chapter 7 



OUR ODD-MEN 



^ f E had some very queer fellows 

 about us as porters and odd-men 

 at one time or another. Some- 

 times they were poor shady characters 

 whom my father thought to help to better 

 ways, and not Infrequently they were deaf 

 or dumb, or a little gone In their wits ; 

 for, as my Father would say, a man must 

 live even if he be knave or fool, and he 

 would therefore always try to find some 

 corner for them In his business. They 

 were generally a rough, unsatisfactory crew; 

 but in one point they differed In no wise 

 from the best servants my Father ever had, 

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