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pond is all true as preachin, and a great deel truer than 

 sum on t, i guess. The bottom is all dry neow, and the 

 lot is abeout the best one on the farm. That tile bridge 

 was a kuris notion, and I must own beet on it. I might 

 have thunk, and thunk, forever, and i should never have 

 thunk that eout but the watter rushes threw there, as if 

 it had been shot eout of a kannon. I dew declare I bleeve 

 he greesed the plank, it goes so slick. 



I don t kno what the Square has gone off fur but I 

 guess its to bi kattle. Kattle have been mighty low all 

 the fall, and the Square has plenty of hay, and fodder, 

 and makes a considerable bizziness of fattin kattle in the 

 winter, tho he han t sed any thing on that pint yit in the 

 paper. Indeed he han t told half he kno s, and i spect he 

 wont if he rites a dozen years. I guess hee l git a new 

 idee when he sees this in print. I never had a letter 

 printed, and indeed, folks in gineral have never dun much 

 for me, but Jake Frink is a man of his wurd, and will pay, 

 if you ll put it in. 



Yourn furever 



JACOB FRINK. 



Hoolcertown, Dec. 30th, 1858. 



NO. 28. TIM BUNKER ON COUNTY FAIRS. 



MR. EDITOR : Jake Frink is a fool, as you might know 

 by his letter. You see I was a joking him about the in 

 terest he and his neighbors have got to taking about my 

 affairs, since I begun to lay tile and write for the paper. 

 I can t stir, even early in the morning, but Jake ll poke 

 his head out the window, nightcap and all, and want to 



