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<p>All my life I have heard of, admired, and witnessed the fine marksmanship of the South in its peaceful conflicts in the tobacco-chewing regions. But in my hotel a surprise awaited me. There were twelve bright, new, imposing, capacious brass cuspidors in the great lobby, tall enough to be called urns and so wide-mouthed that the crack pitcher of a lady baseball team should have been able to throw a ball into one of them at five paces distant. But, although a terrible battle had raged and was still raging, the enemy had not suffered. Bright, new, imposing, capacious, untouched, they stood. But, shades of Jefferson Brick! the tile floor—the beautiful tile floor! I could not avoid thinking of the battle of Nashville, and trying to draw, as is my foolish habit, some deductions about hereditary marksmanship.</p>
<p>Here I first saw Major (by misplaced courtesy) Wentworth Caswell. I knew him for a type the moment my eyes suffered from the sight of him. A rat has no geographical habitat. My old friend, <abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">A.</abbr> Tennyson, said, as he so well said almost everything:</p>
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<span>Prophet, curse me the blabbing lip,</span>
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<p><i epub:type="se:name.publication.book">Short Fiction</i><br/>
was compiled from short stories written between <time>1883</time> and <time>1910</time> by<br/>

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<p>His Nibs skedaddled yesterday per jackrabbit line with all the coin in the kitty and the bundle of muslin hes spoony about. The boodle is six figures short. Our crowd in good shape, but we need the spondulicks. You collar it. The main guy and the dry goods are headed for the briny. You know what to do.</p>
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<p epub:type="z3998:signature z3998:sender">Bob</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:sender z3998:signature">Bob</p>
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<p>This screed, remarkable as it was, had no mystery for Goodwin. He was the most successful of the small advance-guard of speculative Americans that had invaded Anchuria, and he had not reached that enviable pinnacle without having well exercised the arts of foresight and deduction. He had taken up political intrigue as a matter of business. He was acute enough to wield a certain influence among the leading schemers, and he was prosperous enough to be able to purchase the respect of the petty officeholders. There was always a revolutionary party; and to it he had always allied himself; for the adherents of a new administration received the rewards of their labours. There was now a Liberal party seeking to overturn President Miraflores. If the wheel successfully revolved, Goodwin stood to win a concession to 30,000 manzanas of the finest coffee lands in the interior. Certain incidents in the recent career of President Miraflores had excited a shrewd suspicion in Goodwins mind that the government was near a dissolution from another cause than that of a revolution, and now Engleharts telegram had come as a corroboration of his wisdom.</p>

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<p>This ebook is the product of many hours of hard work by volunteers for <a href="https://standardebooks.org/">Standard Ebooks</a>, and builds on the hard work of other literature lovers made possible by the public domain.</p>
<p>This particular ebook is based on transcriptions from <a href="https://standardebooks.org/ebooks/o-henry/short-fiction#transcriptions">Project Gutenberg</a> and on digital scans from <a href="https://standardebooks.org/ebooks/o-henry/short-fiction#page-scans">various sources</a>.</p>

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<p>Besides the want above mentioned, there is also a crying need for a brewery, a college of higher mathematics, a coal yard, and a clean and intellectual Punch and Judy show. I have the honour to be, sir,</p>
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<p epub:type="z3998:valediction">Your <abbr>Obt.</abbr> Servant,</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:signature z3998:sender">John De Graffenreid Atwood,</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:sender z3998:signature">John De Graffenreid Atwood,</p>
<p><abbr epub:type="z3998:initialism">U.S.</abbr> Consul at Coralio.</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:postscript"><abbr epub:type="z3998:initialism">P.S.</abbr>—Hello! Uncle Obadiah. Hows the old burg racking along? What would the government do without you and me? Look out for a green-headed parrot and a bunch of bananas soon, from your old friend</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:signature z3998:sender">Johnny</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:sender z3998:signature">Johnny</p>
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<p>“I throw in that postscript,” explained the consul, “so Uncle Obadiah wont take offence at the official tone of the letter! Now, Billy, you get that correspondence fixed up, and send Pancho to the post-office with it. The <i epub:type="se:name.vessel.ship">Ariadne</i> takes the mail out tomorrow if they make up that load of fruit today.”</p>

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<p>Besides the want above mentioned, there is also a crying need for a brewery, a college of higher mathematics, a coal yard, and a clean and intellectual Punch and Judy show. I have the honor to be, sir,</p>
<footer role="presentation">
<p epub:type="z3998:valediction">Your <abbr>Obt.</abbr> Servant,</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:signature z3998:sender">John De Graffenreid Atwood,</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:sender z3998:signature">John De Graffenreid Atwood,</p>
<p><abbr epub:type="z3998:initialism">U.S.</abbr> Consul at Vibora</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:postscript"><abbr epub:type="z3998:initialism">P.S.</abbr>—Hello! Uncle Obadiah. Hows the old burg racking along? What would the government do without you and me? Look out for a green-headed parrot and a bunch of bananas soon, from your old friend</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:signature z3998:sender">Johnny</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:sender z3998:signature">Johnny</p>
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<p>“I throw in that postscript,” explained the consul, “so Uncle Obadiah wont take offence at the official tone of the letter! Now, Billy, you get that correspondence fixed up and send Pancho to the <i xml:lang="es">estafeta</i> with it. The <i epub:type="se:name.vessel.ship">Ariadne</i> takes the mail out tomorrow if they make up that load of fruit today.”</p>

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<p><span epub:type="z3998:salutation">My Dear <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Goodwin</span>:—Your communication per <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Messrs.</abbr> Howland and Fourchet, of New Orleans, has reached us. Also their draft on <abbr epub:type="z3998:place">NY</abbr> for $100,000, the amount abstracted from the funds of this company by the late <abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">J.</abbr> Churchill Wahrfield, its former president.⁠ ⁠… The officers and directors unite in requesting me to express to you their sincere esteem and thanks for your prompt and much appreciated return of the entire missing sum within two weeks from the time of its disappearance.⁠ ⁠… Can assure you that the matter will not be allowed to receive the least publicity.⁠ ⁠… Regret exceedingly the distressing death of <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Wahrfield by his own hand, but… Congratulations on your marriage to Miss Wahrfield… many charms, winning manners, noble and womanly nature and envied position in the best metropolitan society</p>
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<p epub:type="z3998:valediction">Cordially yours,</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:signature z3998:sender">Lucius <abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">E.</abbr> Applegate</p>
<p epub:type="z3998:sender z3998:signature">Lucius <abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">E.</abbr> Applegate</p>
<p>First Vice-President</p>
<p>The Republic Insurance Company.</p>
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<h1 epub:type="title">Short Fiction</h1>
<p>By <b epub:type="z3998:personal-name z3998:author"><abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">O.</abbr> Henry</b>.</p>
<p>By <b epub:type="z3998:author z3998:personal-name"><abbr epub:type="z3998:given-name">O.</abbr> Henry</b>.</p>
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